Some days are just stressful.
And on those days, have you ever noticed that it isn't typically just one thing that does you in, but almost as if the snowball turns into an avalanche? Like you run into a wall, so then you drop something, but when you bend over to pick it up, you spill your water everywhere, so you quickly stand up, only to hit your head on something, but as you reach up to hold your aching noggin,' you fling your cup and hit the cat with the flying cuparoni.*
I was having one of those days at work a couple of weeks ago and a co-worker said to me, "Whoa, whoa, whoa! Slow down! I'm getting grey hairs just listening to you!"
He made me stop and think for a moment. Did any of these things really matter? Are any of those things going to change the course of my life?
What I do with my day better be amazing because I only have one chance to live each moment. Worrying about a problem is not going to do anything to change the situation.
Life happens. I want to make the most of it...which does not include creating grey hairs.