I am not very uplifting today.
And I wrote a blog post detailing all the reasons as to why I’m in a terrible mood, but then I decided to delete it all. You don’t need to read about my bad day or listen to my anxieties. That’s not going to really help anyone here.
What I think is important about today is granting permission to the bad days to exist.
Which is not the same as granting bad days permission to ruin things later. And it’s not granting myself permission to feel like a failure because an unpleasant situation felt unpleasant. It’s also not granting myself permission to use a bad day to justify being rude or mean to someone else.
Because bad days don’t take time off because a shiny new germ is tap-dancing its way across the globe.
If it’s not acceptable behavior when things are going well, then it’s not acceptable behavior when things are going bad, either.
The bad days are going to still happen, even amongst all this idyllic staying at home and having my family gathered around me all close.
And I still get to decide how I’m going to act and react, in spite of the anxiety I may have or the rudeness I may see other people using and justifying. Turbulent times do not condone turbulent tempers.
The novelty of the situation is wearing off, as evidenced by the short words people have had with each other today. As evidenced by the rumors that are going around. It felt like conversations today, both online and in-person, have the slightest whiff of panic about them. Which I guess is to be expected…but I’m not going to add to it. I’m in charge of that decision.
I’m going to finish watching a movie, I’m going to say my prayers, and I’m going to get a good night’s sleep.
And then I’m going to wake up tomorrow and do the things that I know make for a good day. And hopefully it is a good day. We shall see…
…I wish you a good night’s sleep and very good day tomorrow. Because tomorrow has the potential to be a very, very good day.