Those Three Little Words
Ah, those three little words. They make me a better mom, better wife, better person.
You get home at night, the house is a mess, the kids are fighting and your favorite TV show is pre-empted for a presidential address. Yep, those three little words can make all the difference.
The boss is on the warpath, the internet goes out, the phones are ringing off the hook with grouchy complaining whiners. Those three little words allow you to pull back from the day's crises and celebrate another "X" on the calendar.
It's a blind date but your best friend promised you it's a GREAT OPPORTUNITY. Actually you were promised a good looking, rich and successful date who's open to commitment. In reality, he's fat, deeply in debt, "in between jobs" and has mother issues. Those three little words lift you momentarily.
Your kids have failed their classes, lost their scholarships, hooked up with a single mom and her 3 kids, and wrecked the family cruiser. Those three little words can stop you from lighting fire to the house.
You find vomit in your prized rose bushes after the neighbor's kegger. Your chihuahua looks pregnant and the nearby great dane looks guilty. You spill coffee on your ivory dry-clean-only blouse on the way to work. Ah, those three little words.
That's right . . . LOWER YOUR EXPECTATIONS!
Have a great day!!
You get home at night, the house is a mess, the kids are fighting and your favorite TV show is pre-empted for a presidential address. Yep, those three little words can make all the difference.
The boss is on the warpath, the internet goes out, the phones are ringing off the hook with grouchy complaining whiners. Those three little words allow you to pull back from the day's crises and celebrate another "X" on the calendar.
It's a blind date but your best friend promised you it's a GREAT OPPORTUNITY. Actually you were promised a good looking, rich and successful date who's open to commitment. In reality, he's fat, deeply in debt, "in between jobs" and has mother issues. Those three little words lift you momentarily.
Your kids have failed their classes, lost their scholarships, hooked up with a single mom and her 3 kids, and wrecked the family cruiser. Those three little words can stop you from lighting fire to the house.
You find vomit in your prized rose bushes after the neighbor's kegger. Your chihuahua looks pregnant and the nearby great dane looks guilty. You spill coffee on your ivory dry-clean-only blouse on the way to work. Ah, those three little words.
That's right . . . LOWER YOUR EXPECTATIONS!
Have a great day!!
2 comments:
Ah! I have found my life's new motto! I had been considering "simplify," but "lower your expectations" requires a lot less energy and I can totally get on board with that. :)
Maybe that would have solves my problems of the last 25 years!!! Hmmmm....
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