I took this iPhone photo on Monday, while prepping for my news day, but didn’t post because an abundance of outside garbage seriously twisted my attitude into Debbie-Downer-Doldrums.
This morning, the mood continued and grew worse.
I firmly believe in the power of positive thinking and self-generating happiness, and yet I let factors connected to my shoulder issues–amongst other things–get to me. I even cried, which is totally not my style.
After helpful conversations with my feller and my very supportive boss, I slapped that attitude back into line. Not only did my day go much smoother, I returned to my cheery optimistic self and even got a compliment on my news story from our chief photographer.
Change is scary, but it’s also freeing and an opportunity for growth. Freaking out isn’t going to help.
From here on out, Pollyanna will once again be my spirit animal.