Yesterday afternoon, we said goodbye to this:
And drove through rain and traffic, coming home to frustration. We
found smelled our kitchen sink disposal broken, our cable box was fried from a thunderstorm, and my laptop was frozen…and black, then it crashed.
“Get me out of here.”
I had plans to go to yoga, but just yesterday, the recurring pain in my shoulder reappeared (from an unstable joint that dislocates). No chatarangas for me. I pouted for a minute, but decided to go for a run instead while listening to my inspirational playlist. My iPod was dead. Not dead as in “needs to be charged”, but kaput.
“You’ve got to be kidding.”
I literally jumped on my bike. My trusty bike. And I rode fast and furious, clearing my head. And when I got home, Billy was working on scanning my laptop for viruses, and he’d charged an extra iPod that I didn’t know existed (and it’s pink!) for me to use.
“Get a grip, Dorry. These frustrations are miniscule. Count your blessings.”
Billy and I enforced our new rule of no electronics in bed, and we both read books for almost an hour last night, tiring our eyes. And appropriately, I chose to read a book that my mom gave me yesterday morning before she left the lake house. It appeared to be a cheesy hardback mini book that you find next to the checkout at a bookstore.
She asked me to “please read it with an open heart.”
“We determine whether something will be a blessing or a curse by the way we choose to see it.”
“Become a hunter of blessings, actively seeking them out in every experience and every person you encounter.”
“May a rainbow follow every storm…and with each passing day may you live more abundantly than the day before.”
(Imagine a rainbow photo here.) It’s taken me a humorous amount of time to publish this post. I’ve restarted my computer 3 times as it continues to freeze every few minutes, this time when I tried to upload a photo.
Is the book mushy? Maybe. But it’s also a perfect combination of words to change a frustrated perspective. Thanks, Mom.
How do you deal with life’s little frustrations? Laugh? Cry? Ride a bike?
Please tell me your all-time favorite flavor of ice cream.
Growing up, I loved Strawberry, Cookies ‘n’ Cream and Mint Chocolate Chip.
I think yoga before my afternoon shift might be mandatory today…I’m off to assess the shoulder. Today, I will be a hunter of blessings.