Turning It Around

I’ll admit I’ve started this morning on the wrong foot. I’m already cranky. Sean and I have this on-going tiff (minor, really). Here’s how it goes:

Sean: Have you heard that new song by (fill in the blank)?

Carolyn: No.

Sean: Really?

Why would I say I didn’t know the song if I knew it? Here’s another example, what happened this morning:

Carolyn: Will you open this lotion bottle?

Sean: You’re still using this stuff?

Carolyn: If I’m asking you to open the bottle, what does that imply?

See the common denominator? Maybe it’s just me, but for some reason I absolutely cannot stand the incredulous questioning. Sean swears he says it with an innocent and honest tone, and I cannot hear anything but condescension. “You really don’t know this song. Geez. Everyone knows this song.” “You’re still using this lotion I bought you a year ago? Disgusting.”

Just thinking about it makes me mad.

I know that I’m generally more quick to anger than Sean is, so it may be all me. But we had the lotion conversation this morning. I had gotten WAY too much out and needed Sean to open the bottle so I could try to put the extra back. His, “You’re still using this?” seemed to have such an obvious answer that it was pure condescension to me.

Since then, I’ve been dwelling on it all morning, as is obvious since I’m writing a post about it.

But to the real point. I want to finish the week off strong with a positive attitude at work, so I’ve got to make an effort to turn it around this morning.

So I’m going to fake it till I make it! And watch this gif over and over.

The Carlton

Be happy today even if you don’t feel like being happy. Smile even when you don’t feel like it. The reciprocation you get from others will eventually cheer you right back up, and you’ll forget why you were so grumpy in the first place.


One thought on “Turning It Around

  1. For the record this cracked me up because I am JUST LIKE this in the mornings and I feel like my boyfriend always wants to ask me a dozen inane questions and it makes me irate. Glad I’m not the only one. 🙂

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