I put soy sauce in my smoothie, thinking it was Flax seed oil. I dropped my copy of Franny and Zooey in the tub. I locked myself out. Again. I got a parking ticket for not curbing my wheels, even though I wasn’t parked on a hill? It’s been one of those days.
By which I mean fraught with problems so minute they don’t even register on Maslow’s Hierarchy of human need. I totally have an apartment and health insurance. So. Pretty decent day.
Mighty Girl 
what about living in America, where you have hot water at your fingertips, a tub to soak in, lots of choices on the shelves at the market, financial resources to purchase both soysauce and flax seed oil, etc, etc? Innumerable things to be thankful for…
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finish each day and be done with it. you have done what you could. some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. tomorrow is a new day. you shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense. ~emerson
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I love that Emerson quote above.
My reset is this line from a Naomi Shihab Nye poem:
“I begin again with the smallest numbers.”
It doesn’t often make literal sense for the situation, but it brings me back to center somehow.
Full poem: http://bit.ly/18KWYCB
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Great tips for contesting a curbed wheels parking ticket in SF http://www.7×7.com/arts-culture/game-set-match-how-contest-parking-ticket-uncurbed-wheels
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Yesterday was a nasty Monday, hope your Tuesday is better!
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thank you all for the shared wisdom. good timing for my day today!
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Perspective and gratititude = happiness.
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