How can a day immediately start off bad? I can not understand the logic behind the phrase "waking up on the wrong side of the bed". Why would anyone choose to wake up on the bad side?
The ironic thing is that I can not for the life of me remember specific things that made yesterday SO terrible. I just remember how I felt.
I began my commute home feeling emotionally exhausted from my long day at work, completely and totally ready for bed. I have a routine that I follow with the girls and cleaning up the house before we shut everything down for the night. I DID NOT follow the routine last night.
For the first time ever, I said "screw it!" I put the kids to bed and shut off the lights. In a way I felt liberated. I actually did something I wanted to do AND not something I had to do.
I did not understand why I was so tired, so moody, feeling self pity. Honestly, I never really have the time to consider my state of mind. I just keep going.
Well, the answer to the mystery of my day became very apparent right before I went to bed: I was riding the crimson wave.
AWESOME!
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