One of my favorite books as a kid was Alexander, & the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, by Judith Viorst. There were some days I felt like nothing was going my way.
Yesterday was one of those days. It was a slew of events... hitting an 18-wheeler's tire on the highway, sitting on the roadside for 1 1/2 hours waiting for the tow truck, finding out the house we put an offer on was off the market because of squatters (yes, squatters), having to pay to rent a car to drive to work today, hearing that the car was probably totaled, and having Costco not be able to fill my ink cartridges.
I was sad. I spent my whole day crying, whining, and moping. And, I have to say that I went to bed sad and with swollen teary eyes. I never got over it all.
So, today, when I woke up, Ben asked me if I was feeling better, and I wasn't sure I was. I left for work and went the wrong way and ended up taking a 30 minute detour, which made me late. At that moment, I braced myself for another Alexander day. But, then I thought about it.
I have been working on a lesson about gratitude for this Sunday. And, as I thought about how bad the last 24 hours had been, I suddenly realized that it wasn't that bad at all. I really needed to count my blessings, so that is what I'm doing. Counting & counting.
I wasn't hurt during the accident, and it could have been pretty bad.
This baby girl inside of me is safe & sound.
I have a great husband that was able to come rescue me from the side of the road.
I have a darling and silly little boy, who made me smile a zillion times yesterday, between my tears.
At least the car was insured.
Pay day is right around the corner.
My visiting teaching companion brought over a yummy supper when she heard I had a bad day.
I ran into a friend in the grocery store, while buying milk, and got a much needed hug.
We have family within a couple of hours drive, who have extra cars, just in case we need to borrow.
I went to bed, even sad, next to a husband who loves me, and down the hall from my little boy.
...and so much more.
When I stopped to think about it, my day could have been a lot worse. And, it just wasn't. So, I am thankful for my MANY blessing. And, I sure do hope I can change my slumpy, grumpy attitude.
Yesterday was one of those days. It was a slew of events... hitting an 18-wheeler's tire on the highway, sitting on the roadside for 1 1/2 hours waiting for the tow truck, finding out the house we put an offer on was off the market because of squatters (yes, squatters), having to pay to rent a car to drive to work today, hearing that the car was probably totaled, and having Costco not be able to fill my ink cartridges.
I was sad. I spent my whole day crying, whining, and moping. And, I have to say that I went to bed sad and with swollen teary eyes. I never got over it all.
So, today, when I woke up, Ben asked me if I was feeling better, and I wasn't sure I was. I left for work and went the wrong way and ended up taking a 30 minute detour, which made me late. At that moment, I braced myself for another Alexander day. But, then I thought about it.
I have been working on a lesson about gratitude for this Sunday. And, as I thought about how bad the last 24 hours had been, I suddenly realized that it wasn't that bad at all. I really needed to count my blessings, so that is what I'm doing. Counting & counting.
I wasn't hurt during the accident, and it could have been pretty bad.
This baby girl inside of me is safe & sound.
I have a great husband that was able to come rescue me from the side of the road.
I have a darling and silly little boy, who made me smile a zillion times yesterday, between my tears.
At least the car was insured.
Pay day is right around the corner.
My visiting teaching companion brought over a yummy supper when she heard I had a bad day.
I ran into a friend in the grocery store, while buying milk, and got a much needed hug.
We have family within a couple of hours drive, who have extra cars, just in case we need to borrow.
I went to bed, even sad, next to a husband who loves me, and down the hall from my little boy.
...and so much more.
When I stopped to think about it, my day could have been a lot worse. And, it just wasn't. So, I am thankful for my MANY blessing. And, I sure do hope I can change my slumpy, grumpy attitude.
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