Blerg
It has been a tumultuous week here in the South. On Wednesday there were some really serious storms and tornadoes that ripped through the South East and did some pretty serious damage.
On Thursday I woke up with a serious case of the grumpypants. I was ill for still not sleeping great despite the fact that we got a brand new awesome bed. I was grumbly as I made lunches for my family to take to work/school and my attitude just didn’t seem to get any better. I wanted to choose to look on the great side of things. I had recently read a blog post over my friend Melissa’s blog where she wrote about seeing good in her day. I wanted to do just that on Thursday but found that my crummy disposition was preventing me from doing so.
I knew that I should be so thankful that my family and friends were okay after the storm. That instead of pouting because I didn’t sleep well I should be grateful that I had a place to sleep at all. I wanted to be thankful that I was able to get a new broom vacuum despite the fact that it broke before I ever got it put together. I desperately wanted to find the goodness in the fact that I was able to swim that day at the YMCA instead of being housebound.
Instead I spent a lot of the day moping.
Then, after picking Kennedy up and getting her down for her nap I realized something.
My irritations were my own fault, my own making.
- I was irritated about my broomvac breaking. All I had to do was take it back. Not really a problem. And until then I could use either an actual broom or an actual vacuum.
- I was upset because my back was still hurting this week despite hours at the gym (swimming), a massage and a new mattress. It takes time for muscles to heal and I was doing all that I could to help it.
- I was mad because the new crutches that I’d ordered didn’t seem to be finished. When I called customer service about this (nearly in tears, mind you) I was told it was a new design feature. They were fine and once I was told the new design (which completely makes sense) I got them to work. As an IT guy would say, it was a PICNIC (Problem In Chair Not In Computer)problem.
I took a nap and felt a little better, but to really shake off the funk it took some playtime with Kennedy and another nights sleep. Some days your own negative attitude just gets the better of you. Hopefully, we all have more days where we can choose to see the goodness.
