This quote can apply to so many things, can’t it? Babies, jobs, life, love, upcoming travel. There’s something about these few words that I love so much. Maybe it’s because I have a baby brewing now, or the fact that I am impatient and this reminds me to slow down. Whatever it is these few words made a big impact today.
I came across this quote via Pinterest and I can’t tell you how many times I’ve said this in my head since. Whether we’re in the car with the kids and someone (ahem … Ryan) makes a wrong turn and now we are stuck in the car 10 minutes longer than planned (you parents know what this means) and I have run out of snacks, games and patience. In that moment, I’ve reminded myself of this quote.
Or when someone at work throws you a curve ball and asks you to complete something possible that feels oh-so impossible at the time. In that moment, I told myself this quote. It’s one of those things that I am really trying to work on – my attitude, I mean. My mood can really sour a moment for not only me but for those around me. It’s a work in progress, but something I am hoping to get better at every day.
I get it. I get it. Beyoncé makes millions and wouldn’t waste 1 hour of her time dealing with IT support or paying her phone bill online, but I love this. I love this very much. You can pre-order this mug on this Etsy shop.
Today started out productive and then one nasty email after another came flooding into my inbox. It was be-totally-rude-and-mean-to-others day and I didn’t get the memo. I worked from home today and didn’t get up from my desk but 30 minutes to eat lunch. One of those days.
About 4:10pm I got another email. It was from a client. It ended with “Sorry for venting but …” To which I wanted to scream, “Pick up the phone, don’t email this! Why are you complaining. We’re not saving lives! I’m a human being not a customer complaining inbox!” You’ve been there.
Since I don’t want to get fired, I didn’t do that. Instead, I closed my computer and decided to run away from it all. I grabbed my running shoes and booked it to the gym. I grabbed my iPod, plugged in and tuned out. I ran. And ran. And ran. And let me say this, I am not a runner. Not in the least! I’m not good at it at all. Ask me how fast I run a mile? Go on. Like, 15 minutes.
But today … today, running felt good. I just ran away from all of my stress. Then, came home, picked up the kids, scrambled to make dinner, got yelled at by a 3-year-old and screamed at by a 1-year-old. But, it didn’t matter. I had run it all off. For whatever reason, my kids’ screaming didn’t bother me, as much. I just sipped on my wine and smiled.
In fact, as I write this, my husband is upstairs giving my son a bath and he (my son) is screaming at the top of his lungs. I can tell that scream. It’s the scream he does when you pull him out of the bath and try to dry him off and put on his diaper. You would think we torture the child. But, nope – we’re only trying to keep him clean so daycare doesn’t label him The Dirty One.
I better go help my husband out, but thought I would share with you my thoughts. Next time you’re stressed to the core … run, run, away. It really does help.