I was whining mightily about traffic this morning, pleading for positive energy, asking for good vibrations, praying to the Almighty and cursing inside my car at people who could not hear me.  Yet low and behold the world did not come to an end and I did make it to work but my nerves were pretty much shot. I said “get it together girl, let that go, it’s just traffic, you’ve been in a million traffic jams, let it go.”  I shook that off and let, key word LET some more stuff jump on my back.

Interruptions, so called fires, hearing people talk so loud you think they were yelling from the porch, hunger. Oh yeah this stuff was BOTHERING me today, but I kept saying to myself, shake it off, this is not a big deal get busy. I did get busy but my heart just wasn’t in it. As far as I was concerned the day was shot.  Productivity banished, desk in shambles, and phone ringing with more problems. When the clock struck the magic hour and I got in my car. I exhaled, until I turned the corner.

Traffic again, a wreck. Pass that, turn the corner another wreck. I’m whining all the way and then I got a text and it said “you think you are mad, then check out that sister with a pink slip in her book bag.”  My mind and my whine hit the brakes at that moment.  I thought I was having a bad day, an inconvenient day, the sister with the pink slip is contemplating her future.  She’s wondering how she’s going to feed her family with no job.

I had to acknowledge that the whining thing is human, it happens when my little universe is out of balance. I had to acknowledge that what I’m whining about is no big deal at all. I had to acknowledge that while I whine about the small stuff, there is some really big, really life changing stuff going on in the lives of others. I had to acknowledge that whining is the opposite of doing and that a better response to a situation is to do something about.  My perspective changed. It is still changing.