My day

It’s funny how people run on auto-pilot, talking without even thinking. At the grocery store today, only moments after overhearing me loudly scolding my kids, the clerk said “And how are you today?” I was also on auto-pilot and answered “Just fine.” then I thought for a moment and added “No, actually I’m not. I’ve had a really lousy day.”
She then expressed sympathy and I made sure she was aware that I didn’t blame her. It’d feel better if I could blame someone. That’d give focus the anger and frustration (which have faded to a lingering grumpy) But sometimes it really isn’t anyone’s fault.

I’ve decided that I’m allowed to have lousy days. I can have all the lousy days I want as long as I don’t try to lay blame elsewhere just to feel better. If I’m having a lousy day, I need to face up to the fact that it is MY lousy day and if I want it to be not lousy I am the one who needs to do something about it. In a weird way, just sitting here and laying claim to the lousiness of this day has made me feel alot better.

Now if I can just keep the kids from getting sick. We’ve had 10 doctor’s appointments and 12 prescriptions in the last month. Even with good insurance that starts adding up. Not to mention the costs in energy and lost sleep.

Anyway, I’m off upstairs to go kick the lousy out of the rest of my day. He’ll have to go find somewhere else to camp.

3 thoughts on “My day”

  1. I can sympathize with the meds and doctors appointments. But hey, just think of it like this. you’re contributing to your doctors’ new cars and homes! It’s all for the betterment of the economy, eh?


  2. Responsibility for the Lousy

    Yeah, that’s what I need to work on: not trying to lay the blame for a lousy day on someone or something else. You’re doing great if you can master that.

  3. *defends her day fiercely from the now-homeless Lousy* “No, you can’t come stay in my day!”

    Enjoy the rest of yours. 🙂

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