…has all the makings of being a shit day. Last night I went to dinner with some friends and had two glasses of red wine because, well…Monday. (This really doesn’t need an explanation, am I right?) Came home (at a decent time), chugged water, went to bed.
Well, I’ve only been up for an hour but here’s how its gone down.
I woke up late. With a hangover. From two glasses of red wine. I mean, why? When did I become so old that I can barely get down two glasses of wine without feeling like I have a chorus line tap dancing on my brain?
I manage to drag myself to the shower, take some Excedrin, chug some coconut water. I’m surviving.
I check the weather and Mr. Weather dot com says no rain until 4pm so I try to dress accordingly. After changing (I kid you not) 8 times, I finally figure out what to wear and head out the door.
Walk outside. Hello rain. It’s not 4pm but lovely to see you again. Thankfully, I bought my umbrella.
Rush to my shuttle stop which is like a 10 min walk. I’m trying to put my keys in my backpack, get my ID out of my backpack, find my head phones which are stuffed in another part of my backpack…all while keeping my rain coat hood on my head and using my 3rd go-go Gadget hand to fish out my umbrella which is…no surprise…stuffed in yet another compartment of my damn backpack. (First of all, why is everything scattered? Second, why is my backpack like the largest effing thing in the world right now?)
As I’m doing this, I’m also crossing the street. A tangled mess of cords and lanyard (from my ID and my headphones) and umbrella half way open, trying to make sure nothing falls. I’m almost across to the other side when HONK. Loud AF. Um, excuse me…do you SEEEEEE the little white man on the crosswalk sign? Chill the eff out, dude because last time I checked: I had the right of way.
Ok, so I get across the street after giving the driver the East Coast death stare (you know what I mean? The “don’t start none, won’t be none” look) and gain my composure. I get my headphone in my ears, my ID in my pocket, my umbrella over my head. Life is good.
I approach the next cross walk. Jamming to Toto’s Africa, (because, 80s music is life), when a car comes barreling through the yellow light and proceeds to splash the LARGEST puddle of DIRTY STREET WATER on me.
Hello, God. It’s me, Mecca. Is this really happening right now?
The light turns and I see my cue to walk across the street, which I try to do with my head held high, even though (what feels like) a million people are staring/laughing at me. The second I make it across, I drop my phone. Great. (Thankfully, no damage).
I chuckle and think to myself, the only thing that would make this morning of fun even more hilarious is if I missed my shuttle bus. (Good news: I did not).
I get on the bus, which is a double decker. I head upstairs and almost trip up the stairs (almost). At this point, I think to myself that this day is shit and I just need to sit the eff down because I am a hazard to myself. I proceed to find a seat and as I’m making my way in, I bump my head on the over head compartment.
For about 2 seconds, I wanted to cry. But then I remembered this email I received from my friend Shelly the other day that had some pretty powerful messages from her pastor’s Sunday sermon. It basically talked about having an attitude of gratitude, making a good day (instead of having one) and how believing positive thoughts leads to positive results. It is at this moment that I remember: all the feels that I am feeling are simply because I’m alive. Which, thank God for that, right?
I can chose to feel sorry for myself but looking at the much bigger picture, there are people who would love for their largest concern to be a splash of dirty street water. These are not problems, these are blessings! So instead of saying Tuesday is a terrible, horrible, no good day, very bad day, I’m going to say, I still have my whole day to turn this ship around.
Here’s to being more positive in 2016. Have a great day, friends!
Tell me: When’s the last time you had a bad day? When’s the last time you turned things around? How do you maintain a positive outlook?
Disclaimer: Wrote via phone (that fell but didn’t break!) while gBussing. Pardon any typos.