Oh man, I feel like I’m totally being tested today!
I’m really trying to implement a new way of thinking this year. I used to be so happy-go-lucky growing up, every day was like a bright sunny day. But, being a kid your life is drastically more carefree. I guess I should say mine was, as I certainly can’t speak for everyone!
Recently in the mornings, I wake up early and started allowing myself “me” time before work, and Bewitched has been on around the exact time I’m eating breakfast, so I’ve been watching old episodes of that show. I absolutely love it! I’m really developing a newfound respect for Samantha. She’s so caring, honest, straight forward, and good natured. I want to be more like her again, I miss that.
I really feel like you can control your own happiness, your thoughts totally dictate what it is you’re feeling. If I’m surrounded by negativity, I’m going to be pessimistic. Likewise, if I’m surrounded by positive thoughts, I find myself way more optimistic. So the lesson I learned? Happy thoughts running through my head need to be more important than negative ones. I’m so tired of being pessimistic! It’s exhausting.
So yeah, work is a big factor for me and how quickly my patience can run out. My boss came in today and brought his cold bearing child with him. I couldn’t believe it. Who really thought that was a good idea? She’s too sick to be at school, so why is bringing her into an office environment to spread her germs a good idea? Unlike them, I cannot afford to get sick as I am the only working member in my household right now, being sick simply cannot be in my cards. I feel it’s unfair if I have to sacrifice my limited vacation hours for an illness I didn’t want, caught from my work place! So… I’m instantly beyond irritated that this is allowed, I get annoyed enough when a fellow employee comes in sick, let alone someone who really shouldn’t even be here in the first place.
But you know what? My getting all bugged out by it won’t “fix” anything. I can’t go in and demand he goes and spends the day at home with her, because that’s simply not my place. All I know is that I will be keeping a great distance between me and those germs, that part I can control. And I will. Even if I get made fun of for it, or if he gives me a hard time by being paranoid to enter his office… I just don’t even care. It’s simply not worth it to me. As long as I focus on keeping myself away, washing my hands and being extra careful – redirecting the positive energy back to the forefront and shoving the angry/frustrated thoughts to the back, maybe this won’t be a terrible day! I mean, I’d be the only one suffering otherwise. Why waste that time?
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