Be absurdly classy.

The tackiness of my ex’s new relationship being all over facebook for the world to see a month after our two year relationship ended is finally getting to me. Because we live in a small city, have many mutual friends, and he plays in my favorite local bands (they were my favorites before he started playing with them, just to be clear), it is inevitable that I will see him again. And just as inevitable that I will see them together. I don’t want him back and I’m nowhere near ready to make nice. I just want to handle that moment with dignity when it comes.

I know that this situation could be way worse than it is, believe me, but I have never had to deal with something like this before. I’m trying very hard to be classy…advice would be extremely appreciated.

Totally broke my classy streak in my breakup during low point day by letting my anger out at him in a tirade…over text messaging. Ouch, that was lame. The embarrassment and regret still stings, but it will be a lasting reminder that the high road is usually the better one to take, and one element of staying classy lies in taking a deep breath and thinking about what I want to say before I start talking.

Instead of screaming, “That’s the stupidest thing I ever heard!!!” to my dear beloved as I would have done in our newlywed days, I get very quiet and take time to calm down and not say anything regrettable. After that, I’m able to revisit the issue and say what the problem really is and the reason it is a problem, from my perspective. Then I’m able to tell how I would appreciate us handling the issue in the future. And even if I do very occasionally blow it with an unclassy comment, I can come back and give a very classy apology. :)

I can say I did one thing towards this goal I have yet to acquire the habit of. I wrote three thank you notes and sent them.

I love to eat and talk at the same time! When my mouth is full, I usually have chipmunk cheeks. My family laugh at me, but I know it’s really rude.

And I spill all kinds of stuff, all the time. I have been jokingly called “Grace”, because I am NOT graceful at all.

I do dress up more than I used to, so that’s a plus. I also don’t curse—at least not in public where people can hear! lol

Another plus is that I always try to say “please” and “thank you” and also try not to take other people for granted.

Does anyone have any ideas for how to be “absurdly classy”?

the other day i caught myself before i swore! strange. i hardly think about it, usually, but i was able to refrain this time.

it made me smile to think that i might be able to conquer this habit.

In one of the books I read this year, there was an actress who, upon turning 50, decided that the only alcohol she would consume would be champagne. I think THAT’S classy. I bought rose champagne for tonight’s toast, and depending on how I like it, I’ll decide whether to forego any other alcohol myself. Besides, one glass has only 80 calories. I can be classy while slimming down! LOL

I got the idea to add this to my list of goals from a fellow 43Things user. I am grateful to them.

I believe that class has to do with the way that you hold yourself in any given life situation. I love watching people who absolutely refuse to wither when the going gets tough. They are elegant in this almost indescribable way; they are beautiful and they radiate goodness and a natural confidence.

I believe that absurdly classy people treat everyone with the same respect; they look down on no one.

*I want to be more radiantly confident and good. Oh, and a classy wardrobe doesn’t hurt. When you look good, you feel good, and radiating goodness comes simpler. I’m ridding my closet of unwanted items this week.

i know it’s cliche, but i’d love to be the proverbial “lady in the streets/devil between the sheets.” how to attempt this… i guess my first step would be to clean up my language in public. i don’t mean cursing; i mean extraneous verbal crutches such as “like,” “you know,” and “um.”

like, um, good luck to me.

I should probably curse much, much less.

...why does it have to be so fun??