Nit Picking Ankle Biters

Have you ever had one of them days?  How about weeks.  It’s been one of those days all year, right.  Let’s face it; we are not going to get through our life without a crisis or three.  The bigger your family or social circle, the more crisis you will come in contact with. The law of physics.  

I pretty much feel ok in a crisis.  Not that it sets right with me, or that I don’t place any relevance on it, I just realize one must stay calm in situations like ‘a crisis’ and manage to succeed at doing so. Well, for the most.

Let’s take a look at the daily grind. Now that’s a different tune.  Your day begins as you’re reaching to turn off the blaring alarm clock. You knock over the glass of water you brought to the bedroom during the night when you couldn’t sleep.  Ok, no biggie………..turn on the light, get some dirty laundry nearby and sop of the spill. On the way to work you get a flat tire.  You try to call a wrecker for help but you realize you left your cell phone at home.  You proceed walking down the road, praying that a freak doesn’t stop and abduct you, and thanking God for the nice summer morning. You manage to get a run in your pantyhose from who knows what.  A co-worker spots you walking down the road and stops to pick you up – YEAH!  How perfect, there is hope for a better day.  After much whoop-de-do, you get your car back. Once home from your work day, you decide to go for a run as a way to work off some of your stress.  You bend over to tie your shoe and the lace breaks.  As you grab for the new laces in the junk drawer, you cut your finger on some mysterious thing ma-bob that you can’t find.  Oh well, get a band-aid and be on your way.  Barely missing the pile of doggie-do in your front yard, a gift from the neighbors’ lab, you hit the street running with your favorite song playing on the ipod.

You now arrive home from your hour of bliss in the neighborhood, realizing, in the hustle bustle of trying to get out the house, forgot to put the key in your tennis shoe.

I am sure you get the picture here. Some of this may sound a bit farfetched but I am here to tell you, I’ve had days like this, some even crazier.  It can wear us down.  We try to find humor in the madness, chuck it off as ‘no big deal’.  And really, none of the small irritating mishaps are a big deal.  However, the daily nitpicking stuff can add up and chip away at our good nature. Seriously people, how many snags can one take on in a 24 hour period or week?  It’s just flat out exhausting.

 At what point is it ok to scream and have a fit in order to relieve the pressure of keeping up with a good outlook?