I decided it’s time for a mid-year resolution. I tend to get a little crazy about the small stuff- like irrationally crazy. Like, I have a hard time letting go and it ruins the rest of my day crazy. So last Friday, I decided when something irks me, I would take a deep breath, say “Pins and needles, needles and pins…”(extra points to anyone who gets that reference) and let it go.
Here is a list of all the times I took deep breaths in the past three days:
- My husband left wet towels on the bed. Wet towels only belong on drying rack or in the washing machine
- My husband put the peaches purchased at the supermarket in the fridge. I realize the fresh fruit situation is tough in our house because I have rules for every type of fruit and vegetable, and peaches have two. If peaches are bought at farmers market they are ripe and can be refrigerated. But he was putting away groceries…
- Husband put vegetables in fruit bin and fruit in vegetable bin (I know- I’m a joy to live with)
- Daughter used my credit card to buy three small items. I got three separate emails stating that the items were not in stock and now I have to look for three credits to charge card- (really- how could she purchase something if it was out of stock)
- Went to store to pick up light bulbs and hand soap and left store with everything except light bulbs and hand soap
- I put in a load of dark laundry and forgot a to put in two items
- I forgot to plug in my laptop yesterday, and I didn’t want to write at my desk, but here I am at my desk….
OK- obviously these things are still annoying me. I rationally know that they are small, insignificant parts of my day. But the older I get, the more annoyed I get at trivialities. I have less tolerance and I know that this is not healthy for my heart or my mind or relationship with family. I know that life really is too short to obsess about things not being perfect. Or done exactly my way.
That’s the problem. It’s becoming set in my ways. It goes against my own first rule of aging (flexibility). I am that stereotypical grouchy old person.
But not for long.
From now on, I’m going to be footloose and fancy free. If someone puts and unused bag in the garbage can I’m not going to ask who did it and give a lecture. If someone doesn’t throw out garbage when the bag is obviously so full you can’t fit anything in it, I am not going to stomp my feet in disgust. (technically, these things should have been on the list, but I’m letting it go…..)
I’ll keep you informed as to my progress….