I tend to lean toward pessimism, so I try to catch myself and retrain the brain to be optimistic. I’m not always successful, but that’s okay, I’ll do better next time. See, that’s an optimistic attitude.
So, one day last week, when something went wrong in my morning, my mind immediately thought about Murphy’s Law.
In order to get to my point, I’m going to summarize the story.
I had several errands to run, plus a chiropractor appointment. Before I even made it out of my subdivision, I witnessed the car in front of me hit a squirrel. This shook me up and threw my energy way off.
I said a little prayer/affirmation for the squirrel and drove to the first place I needed to go for my errands. I parked the car, and when I went to pull the key out of the ignition, it was stuck. Sometimes this can happen if the gear is not completely in park. For the next fifteen minutes, I tried a myriad of different ways to get that key out of the ignition, to no avail.
I needed to get to my chiropractor appointment. Thankfully, there was no problem with starting the car, only removing the key. It was a short five-minute drive, and when I arrived, the key still would not release from the ignition.
Another thing I tend to lean toward is anxiety when I feel out of control. My mind spun with all of the possibilities to help me control the situation. Should I leave the keys in the car and go in for my appointment? Should I call my husband? Should I call AAA? My nerves frazzled. Then I remembered something that I learned many years ago when I was in al-anon.
If you’re having a bad day, you can start it over at any time. Two o’clock in the afternoon, eight o’clock at night, decide the day is going to go better from that point on, and it will.
After a deep breath, I called my husband and then went in to see the chiropractor. After the adjustment, I calmly took the few short steps from his office into the massage therapist’s room. While nimble fingers worked to melt knotted muscles the size of fists, my husband drove over and switched vehicles with me. He took the misbehaving car to the automotive shop where he works. The key was free from the ignition a few hours later.
The rest of my day went smoothly, with all of my gratitude going toward my wonderful husband who calms the waters of my stormy seas.
Now this blog post is here forever, and I’ll have no excuses not to start my day over, ever again.