It's the Little Things...
I woke up this morning feeling pretty blah. COVID cases are on the rise again, I think I slept wrong, and my dog decided to bark half the night. (I was really mad about the barking. Really mad.) 😂
I got up, showered (let me pause here and put in a little plug for deodorant with aluminum in it. I fully support folks using natural deodorant, but guys, the temperature outside calls for aluminum. Please.) , got dressed, took the annoying barking dog outside (can you tell I’m still upset? 😒), and made my brisk 6 minute commute to work.
I got a pretty good parking space, unlocked my office door, sat down and sighed as the sun from the window warmed my back. It also seemed to have warmed my heart, because I instantly felt guilty.
What?
I spent the first hour of my day being in an apathetic state, instead of recognizing all of the little blessings around me. Let’s rewind:
I woke up - This is always a big deal, but in the COVID era, it’s an even bigger deal.
I have water to shower.
I have clothes to wear.
My commute to work is 6 minutes- I forgot to mention that today is freshman move-in day (I work at a university, and I managed to avoid all of that traffic.)
I got a good parking space. If you work downtown in Birmingham, you know that good parking is like prime real estate.
I have an office. No shade to those who don’t. but I spent the last 5 years in a cubicle, so to have an office with a window is nice.
Now, do you see why I felt guilty?
With all that seems to be going on in everyone’s lives, in every corner of the world, it can be easy to feel like I did this morning, just blah. Times are tough though, so I get it. Even in the midst of that I hope you can take a moment to just breathe, and recognize one small blessing.
Love always,
CDOG
Disclaimer: I am not in any way negating valid feelings of sadness or melancholy. I recognize that things are less than ideal for a lot of people right now. My intention with this post was strictly encouragement.