Good morning, girl. Happy Wednesday! Words have so much power. And thank God, music does too. Use both accordingly.
Music, in fact, saved our morning this first-day-of-school.
It started when I read a grumpy post on Facebook during my early morning me-time, which made me grumpy. I went upstairs and grumped to my husband, which made him grumpy. He came down and grumped at the kids… you get the idea. As we’re carping at each other across the kitchen I’m silently berating myself, “No! Not on the first day of school! This is not the tone I wanted to set today!”
So I turned to my family and said just that. Then I asked eldest kiddo to please go pull up some swing music on his computer. Husband decided to go upstairs and take a quick shower as a reset. I sent another kid (the one who loves the outdoors) outside to get yesterday’s mail (it’s a bit of a walk to our mailbox). I went upstairs and changed clothes.
Fifteen minutes later, music has morphed from swing to George Michael. The girls are dancing in the living room, husband and I are smiling and getting the rest of the breakfast on the table, and boys are laughing.
Whew. That was close.
I can’t help but again be amazed at the power of words, the power of music, the power of attitude. The grumpy this morning started because I let somebody trash my attitude with angry words.
We choose to be happy. We choose it, every day.
Nobody’s life is perfect. Nobody’s career opportunities or family opportunities or personal fulfillment comes without struggle or without a price. Pick your life. Work hard for it because life is hard. And life is wonderful, maybe made more wonderful because of all that hard work. Be grateful for the good stuff, because there is a lot of it there.
And on the days it’s veering off-track, try a little Benny Goodman, or Cherry Poppin Daddies’ Zoot Suit Riot. I’m telling you, it’s the bomb.