Stuck in the negative
My husband told me the other day that I was being negative a lot lately. I, of course, argued with him. "I am not. I am just stating facts." He argued back. You know how it goes.
I left the argument having made my points but then I thought about it. "He's right. A lot of little things are bugging me lately." Why? Probably because I am really busy and my back hurts all the time. But that doesn't really matter. What matters is that it is no fun being negative. So I stopped.
It is that easy. Every time I thought about the monster house going up next door, I instead thought, "It doesn't matter. It will raise property values." Every time I thought I would lose it when our children left clothes and hockey cards on the floor, I instead took a deep breath and politely took one of them by the hand and took them back to the scene of the crime and helped them fix it. Every time I started to get annoyed at our banker sending me emails asking me to call him, I instead took a deep breath and sent him back an email telling him when I would be available for a call.
The point? I feel better. I am no longer negative. All I had to do was focus on it.
