The other day my son said to me, “Mom what’s up with you? You are more hilarious then ever, nothing seems to bother you much, and I’m trying to figure out what happened.” Well, here’s what happend.
I just got myself back. It wasn’t as if I was lost or anything but the mundane realities of life were smothering me and all those little pieces of life – in some places we call that stuff shit – was piling up in every direction. That alone is pretty funny when you think about it because if you are breathing, someone loves you, you love someone, there’s wine on the counter or better yet in your glass, and you can see birds flying – isn’t that pretty much absolutely perfect?
We all get lost now and then and I’m sure it’s going to happen to me again. Not sweating the small stuff really does make for a happier life. Really, think about it – if you can’t control it and you are smart enough to know that eventually it’s going to be like a pimple on an ants rear end – what’s the point?
And no – this is not easier said then done. It’s much, much harder to be a crabass and to worry about why something happened or didn’t happen or why that person didn’t do what he or she said they were going to do…or a million other things.
Forget about it! Sleep naked! Drink the whole bottle! Laugh at the jackass at the stop sign! Don’t respond when someone is being a jerk! Jump off the couch when the medical bill for knee surgery arrives! Snort into the wind when the wrong package shows up! Don’t bother with excuses because you don’t need any! Eat the last cookie! Start using exclamation points needlessly!
See how easy this is? Now go look in the mirror and laugh at yourself. It’s the funniest thing you’re gonna see all day.