As I sit down to think of my next topic to share, the struggle to stay mindful crosses my mind, because my husband turns the T.V. on. The television is always on in my home, probably for the reason that we have a grand total of 5 t.v.’s in it. My husband loves the t.v. I mean really loves it.
To give a for example; I return home from the grocery store yesterday, and the first thing I hear is the t.v. on the back patio, that is blaring. This seemed odd to me, because my husband was mowing the yard, and no one else was home to watch it, so I go out there and turn off the noise.
Later as I’ve unloaded the groceries, and start dinner, my husband comes in the back door and asks, “Hey did you cut this t.v. off.”
“Yes”, I answer.
“I was watching that”, he replied.
“You were watching that”? How, you were mowing grass?”.
“I was listening to it”, he replied.
So I ask him, “How could you hear that over the lawnmower”?
Anyways, I rest my case. He was not watching it, nor could he hear it, but it made him feel better to know that it was on, wasting precious energy. This little quirk of his works my nerves. I don’t understand his thinking, but that’s who he is, so I let it go.
My point to this little story is, the struggle to always be positive is real. Every day life happens, and it happens hard sometimes. That wasn’t a “hard” sometimes for me, but it was a time I have to stay mindful of my thoughts. The old me would’ve been a raging bitch, said some foul words that probably hurt his feelings, and then started an argument.
The old me was mean. I did things, and said things without thinking of whom they hurt. I don’t like that old me. She was a lunatic, and I can admit that.
Let’s pass on the mindfulness 😊