MAKE IT A GREAT DAY: Tuesday… Oh, my gosh… “I will make it a great day!”

I will make it a great day!

I will make it a great day!

I will make it a great day!

I will make it a great day!

I will make it a great day!

I will make it a great day!

I will make it a great day!

I will make it a great day!

It’s been a RainFest for the past several days which has limited the pooches from extended backyard time. It’s humid and everything feels damp. There’s been no sunshine.

I placed a Walmart delivery for this morning which included about a half dozen items needed for my trip. What arrived was someone else’s order which included a very large jar of cashews, antibiotic ointment, baby powder, a dozen pair of black men’s diabetic dress socks, and a box of two dozen face masks. The items cannot be returned so, other than the baby powder, I scored some free extras, courtesy of Walmart.

A support person got everything squared away and all but three items could be replaced and delivered (in between lessons); the three items are not truly necessary for my trip needs as they were mostly to replace what I would use this week.

There was a moment when I wanted to growl, possibly even yell. As I stood looking out the door across the backyard, the Mama Cardinal landed on the deck for a few minutes. Probably my mother reminding me to take a few deep breaths and to find the humor in the moment.

I did.

The remainder of my morning progressed without any further hitches.

The coolness of my study fights the 90% humidity as more rain showers prepare to move into The Miami Valley late this afternoon which means washed clothes will be put into the dryer and not hanging on the clothes line which I prefer.

So, it’s lunchtime and my balance, that had the opportunity to tilt heavily to my grouchy side, is fully restored.

Our days often have little “trip ups” that can send us into a gale of aggravation or a sense of steadiness. It’s really a choice. These are great rehearsals for the bigger things that can really smash things to smithereens. I could not allow my day to dissolve into pissiness when I’ve got a canister of cashews and new diabetic dress socks.

Make it a great day!

About Wright Flyer Guy

Darin is a single adoptive father, a teacher, playwright, and musical theatre director from Kettering, Ohio.
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