Today went a little something like this:
1. Wake up, get dressed, go to school. Rain.
2. School. More rain.
3. Lunch. Still raining.
4. School. School ends. Raining harder.
5. 5:00 pm leave school. Pouring.
6. Get to my car. My back-seat window is down. The rain continues.
My window is open. Like all the way down. And the rain from the entire day has welcomed itself into my car. Hmph.
At this point, I had two choices:
A - Pout and freak and moan and groan because something is wrong with my car and it's cold and raining and this is the worst thing like literally ever like oh em gee.
B - Deal with it and drive home.
I chose B. And on the way home, I thought (because apparently that's what people who write in blogs do?)
Whichever option I chose, I would still need to drive home and my window would still be broken. Whether I cried or not, I still had a 45 minute drive and there wasn't anything I could do to change this. So, I pressed the gas pedal and began. Of course, I got that thud-thud-thud noise you get from having a back window open, so before I knew it, I had three cracked windows...driving home...in 40 degree weather...in the pouring rain...for 45 minutes. But that's okay. I turned up Keith Urban and kept going.
My point is that life throws weird or wacky or crummy or irritating situations at us. Sometimes, there's nothing we can do about it except to keep going. Our attitude is essentially the only thing we can change or choose, so why not choose "happy"? Too often, it seems as though people allow a spilled coffee or frustrating email or a little traffic ruin their day. Why?
As one of my friends would say: "Either you run the day, or the day runs you."