It’s my fault. When I assume that things are going to go a certain way, then I set myself up for disappointment. Today wasn’t any different. When Brian wasn’t easily roused to get moving this morning, I was instantly annoyed. Actually, if I am going to be honest, I was pissed. Since, he wasn’t making any effort into getting out of bed, it fell on me to take Bailey up to the bus stop. Instantly, I started playing the part of the victim. Back of my hand firmly pressed to my forehead, I reacted with pure martyrdom.
Since being a martyr is exhausting, by 8 am, I was feeling tired……oh, and still pissed. Brian finally rises from his throne and goes on with his day as if nothing has ever happened. (Yes, I am well aware of the sarcastic tone that is spilling onto the page.) I am still wallowing in righteous indignation and full on bitchiness. It took me two Advil and a solid breakfast to absolve myself of taking on “water”. The water represents bad energy. When I take on “water” my boat or in this case, my outlook on the day, sinks. It is up to me to plug the leak so I can peacefully proceed through the day.
When I start my day on a bad note, I know all is not lost. I can easily start my day over at anytime. Sometimes, I start my day over several times, because I am a fast forgetter . Sometimes it takes me awhile to shed the bitchiness and cloak myself in peace and happiness. The choice is mine. Whatever attitude I choose will determine how the rest of my day goes. Today, I am going to choose wisely and tread carefully.