I’ve been trying to be more positive.
So it shouldn’t come as a surprise…least of all to me.
And while in the end I know I’m bound to fail…again….
Oh…wait…can’t say that.
And while I KNOW, this time I’m going to succeed…at least until I slip up and make a mess of everything…again…
Yeah…I know…you’ve heard it all before.
But this time things are going to be different.
This time I’m going to change my attitude…maybe even change my shoes…and possibly my socks.
At least in time for the holidays.
If you expect good things, you’ll get good things…and vice versa.
And if you expect bad things…well, then why would you even think about leaving the house.
Excuse me a second…my glass of OJ is half full. I’m gonna get a refill so I can half fill it again….
Where was I?
Why bother leaving the house.
No no no…that’s not it…what I mean is, why look at things with a dour deposition?
Why expect the worst outcome when you can just as easily anticipate the best!
Even though that’s really, pretty much unlikely….
Sorry…I mean, perseverance always pays off…you know, except when it doesn’t and you end up crushed and disappointed.
This is not the first time I’ve been down this road, so I don’t know why I’m having such a hard time.
It’s not like I haven’t been trying.
For instance, the other day I went to the mall to buy a pair of sneakers.
Not just any sneakers; the same brand and style of sneakers I’ve been wearing since Reagan was almost an actor…sort of.
Normally, in the past, I would walk into the shoe store, already negatively resigned to the fact that while they may indeed have the exact shoe I was looking for, they would of course not have it in my size…which with shoes is important.
And I’d be right.
This would normally be followed by a lot of huffing and puffing and grumping about the likelihood of my spending the next decade shoeless.
But not this time! This time I marched right into the store, positively expecting the exact shoe I was looking for, in my size, to be sitting right out on the counter, just waiting for me to pick them up and take them home.
And do you know what happened?
They did indeed actually have the exact shoe I was looking for, and this time the box did have my size written right there on the side, and the shoes inside, were only off by a size and a half…which I took to be progress made.
So I have to admit…positive thinking does have its pluses.
And instead of huffing and puffing and grumping about the likelihood of my spending the next decade shoeless…I only huffed, with a little grump, and did not at all think I would spend any more than the next 5 years shoeless.
And as I left the mall, I was so positive that the meter lady had indeed left yet another overtime parking ticket on my windshield that I didn’t even read it before I tore it up, this time.
Yep…It’s all in the way you look at things.
Positive vs. negative.
Why worry about the bad before it happens, when you can appreciate it so much more when it inevitably sneaks up on you…at the worst possible moment
Just think of all the worry free time you’ll have to buy those lottery tickets, now.
I’m pretty certain those things always pay off…at least if you think positively about those numbers you found on that gum wrapper that was stuck to the bottom of your new sneaker…the one that doesn’t quite fit!
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