Today is Monday. Also known as the nemesis of all when it comes to the days of the week. Last week was funky between both mine and my daughter's surgeries. It was a circus. So, when it came to planning for the new work week I had a decision to make. I could either join the masses and complain about it being yet another Monday, or I could choose to be positive and patient with whatever came my way. I chose the latter.
Sometimes it's easier to complain. So I do. Sometimes it takes effort to choose joy and smile in the midst of chaos. To count blessings and choose happiness sometimes requires putting up a fight. So I did.
I planned to wake up an hour earlier today, make some hot tea, have time with God, and relax before embracing my hectic schedule. That never happened because. . . well, sleep. I could've easily let that 'fail' determine the rest of my day and accept the lies of being lazy and unorganized. Instead I showed myself some grace. I woke up only 10 minutes earlier than usual and that 10 minutes was worth celebrating. I prepped my tea while getting ready, and though it wasn't in my cute mug sitting near a candle as I had planned, I still had my tea. I threw it in my tumbler and headed out the door. Bam. Just like that I chose joy.
Despite my morning not going as planned, I chose to smile anyway. I arrived at school, and chaos greeted me at the door, I chose to smile anyway. I came home after grading papers and making copies to only have an attitude check with the Hubster, I chose to smile anyway. While cleaning up after dinner, Baby Miss decided to pour water in and out of Tupperware and 'flooded' the floor, and I chose to smile anyway.
I stepped in the ring with Monday today and I put up a fight. Because of my bravery to choose joy anyway, I'd say I won.
Jeanell
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