There was a time not so long ago that any little mishap to me was a sign that I shouldn’t even leave the house. That I was getting a message that it would only get worse.
It could be anything really… the garbage truck blocking my drive as I was trying to leave… that was a huge sign.
Running out of anything while trying to pack my lunch. Not finding my car keys… all this stuff was the universe telling me not to go to work… in fact… do not leave the house… give up and go back to bed. Which I would.
But these days… I’ve been working on taking small stuff like this and having an OK day despite the little morning set backs.
Before… any little thing? give up… give up right now… don’t even try and have a good day… it won’t happen.
Now… step back… think about this and don’t let it throw me. Work around it… don’t worry about the little stuff. It can still be a good day despite this one little thing.
What got me pondering was… This morning I cut my foot while shaving. (yes, it sounds funny to me too)
I dropped the razor and with out my glasses, I stepped on the dumb thing and cut my foot.
Before… that would be the biggest sign to just go back to bed and hide. Now… I’ve put a band-aid on my foot, it’s not cut badly, and I’m going to get on with my day.
I’m glad to see you. You have been missed.