No man is an island, the quote says. But today was one of those days that you wish you were on an island. Alone. I think watching an challenging little 3-year-old boy at church is what started it. After that there was no silence to detox and relax. As a result, I did not stay calm and got frustrated with my own little one. My husband said to me, "So, did you want to go work out? Maybe get rid of some of that tension?"
"YES!" I replied as I stormed up the stairs to change.
And then I wasn't even happy about that. Why do I have to leave the house and work my butt off to calm down. Why can't every one else leave so I can sit on my butt and do nothing! Glass is half empty, huh. (I'm not proud.)
Grace met me at the gym and we jumped on the elliptical to pound away our issues. Me and my bad mood, and Kelly to detox from her class reunion the night before. =) We hit it pretty hard for thirty minutes. Then we decided to go to Starbucks for our cool down.
After putting the little one to bed (and her not going to sleep >=( more frustration) I came downstairs to do the Wii Active. The game was not picking up my movements and the trainer was all like, "Follow my movements," and "You're going to have to work harder if you want to see results." And I was all like, "Hussy! I am following your movements!" Actually I said a word other than hussy, but hussy came out under my breath in other parts of the workout. I just cant catch a break from my foul mood! WTH!
I was finally able to get through the workout, and then sat down to watch the end of The Sandlot. Now the house is quiet, and I am downstairs, alone. I am going to watch A Haunting in Connecticut before I go to bed. Maybe after I watch that I will gain perspective on people with real problems. Ghosts, and spirits, and hauntings. Oh my!
Yes, I do believe things could be worse. I better snap out of it before I really have something to be in a bad mood for.