This past week, I had a short-fuse kinda day. I was super grumpy, and everything was driving me bananas. No matter what I did, I couldn’t flip my mood. I grabbed for any tool from my box of tricks, to no avail. I thought about what I was grateful for. That didn’t do it. I listened to some calming chants as well as some fun, silly music. Nope. I was still pissy. It was one of those days that I wished I could’ve gotten away from myself.
Much to my chagrin, there was only one thing left to do. I had to accept my current state of bitchiness and warn others to take cover. Fortunately, my years of experience working with clients allow me to show up and be present for them, even on a bad day. So once I was done with calls, I settled into cranky mode like a comfy pair of jeans and just let myself be.
Now don’t get me wrong. I wasn’t enjoying myself in this state, but I had to face the current reality and give myself permission to sulk. So, I retreated and let unscheduled phone calls go to voice mail, had emails wait until the next day, and didn’t respond to requests from friends and family.
At first it wasn’t fun to sit back and imagine that the world was falling apart around me because I wasn’t at everyone’s beck and call. Then it started to totally rock my world in a great way. I moved pretty quickly from “Oh no! What if people need me right now and I’m not on my computer?” to “That’s right. I don’t have to do a damn thing.”
I’ve worked hard, for years, to build a successful business that affords me the kind of flexibility to chillax when need be. That’s pretty darn cool. I can on-demand cheesy TV shows and great documentaries at my leisure. Super convenient. I’ve got ridiculously comfy furniture to kick my feet up on with a cool beverage and just be. Well, looky here. Apparently I have a lot to be grateful for.
While my grouchy mood didn’t suddenly disappear, I hung up my resistance to it, and instead, cuddled with it on the couch, which, in retrospect, was really me cuddling with that sweet, little kid inside who just needed some lovin’. And how could I not love her up? Look at how freakin’ cute she is?
Now it’s your turn. What does your little one need? Let’s chat in the comments below.