Mood Swings

I had a really crappy morning.  I didn't sleep well, I had to drop off my car to get looked at, (washer fluid sprayers did not work properly) they wanted to charge me $85 to fix something on my car that I clearly did not break as I've only had said car 9 months, and I've been struggling with a moral dilemma nearly all day.  Burdick Chevy called me back and said they'd "pay" for the fixing of the car, which I thought was a smart move so that was score one for me.  I was looking for help with this dilemma that I am sorry will not be shared here because I do not believe everything needs to be public knowledge, but by "help" I mean that I wanted someone to tell me exactly what to do so my decision didn't have to rest on my own conscience.  Basically, I didn't want to be an adult with responsibilities but life had different plans for me.

After picking up my car which now has fabulous washer fluid sprayers, but still low tire pressure (I guess that "complimentary" top off the service guy  mentioned only worked for paying customers, score .25 for them, .75 for me.) I head to rehearsal.  In need of foodage I break down and swing through the Wendy's drive-thru.  (Don't start, I know it was not my best weight-loss choice of the day.)  Now, as any drive-thru pro knows, you now have to specify what size meal you want and what to drink.  I know the order, I know the procedures, I am mid-sentence explaining what I want when the overly chipper order taker interrupts me to ask "small, medium or large, and what to drink?" After taking a calming breath, I told her and pulled ahead upon receiving my total. 

Immediately, a blog starts forming in my head.  One about how we know how to work drive thrus, if you just had some damn patience and let me finish a sentence, you'd save you and I some valuable time!  I'm right, I'm right, I'm right, you suck, I win, time is money, ensuing pretentiousness. 

I pull up to pay and as you might expect, the sweetest and most genuine woman accepts my payment, delivers my food with a warm smile, graciously gives me a new straw after I successfully obliterate the first one, and sincerely tells me to have a great day and enjoy my meal.

Well damn.  There goes that blog.

Immediately I have yet another moment of realization that a few extra seconds does NOT always have a negative outcome like I think it will.  Sure, a second can change everything, but most of the time, it can't hurt to spare a moment to be sincere.  I thought about that on my way to the bank, and when I realized I had left my 3rd check at home and could only deposit the two I had, it didn't bother me as it would have earlier in the day.  My entire mood had changed thanks to that one server. 

The rest of my day carried on with various wins and losses for me, but as I sit here on my fantastic furniture with a delicious cup of hot beef bouillon, (wow that word is spelled strangely) I remember yet again that as right as I swear to the sweet Baby Jesus (my favorite Jesus) that I am, I can ALWAYS take more time to step back, see the world as a whole, and relax. 

I hope maybe you all can do the same once in awhile. 

Especially when you're driving.  Because that would make my resolution to be a more patient driver a lot easier.

And for those of you judging my lunch of choice today, back off.  It's tech week.