A few years ago, my sister gave me a refrigerator magnet that changed my life. Or, at least, my outlook on it. It says: What if it all goes right?
I’m a compulsive worrier, so even when things are going right, it makes me anxious. All I can do is think about what’s going to happen to ruin it, and when. But this little refrigerator magnet, a small daily affirmation as I reach for my coffee cream, has somehow wormed it’s way into my thinking. Now, instead of always waiting for the other shoe to drop, sometimes I just enjoy things being all right.
Yesterday was one of those days. Not “one of those days,” that you can’t wait to end, but a day where everything just seemed to go right. Nothing special, just little nice things such as finding out the price on my rental car for an upcoming trip went down by $20 a day! (When does that ever happen?). This was followed by other small nice things:
- Hitting three green lights in a row when I was a little late taking my son to karate.
- My husband pulling hot food out of the oven just as I walked into the house after an evening meeting, late and hungry.
- A friend being available last minute to meet for lunch.
- Window shopping that yielded nothing I wanted on a day I didn’t have money to spend.
- Finally figuring out a particularly tricky revision on a manuscript I’ve been working on.
- Having a coupon for a free hot beverage at my favorite coffee place (where the above revision took place).