A Bit More Optimistic

Today was a pretty rough day.

I was planning to film a sketch that I’m very proud of with two of my friends, but we got rained out for hours and had to reschedule for another weekend.

I didn’t stick to any of my writing goals today at ALL.

Instead I played Halo Wars until I beat it and was extremely disappointed in it.

Then I lost a cage match show at Coldtowne.

I didn’t feel that we lost because we didn’t have enough friends in the audience voting for us.

I feel that we lost because we didn’t give a strong performance, which made me feel even worse than I was feeling already.

And to top it off, I felt weird around three of my closest friends after the show.

So I finally called the day quits and decided to head home and do one of two things:

1. Vent all my frustrations into a notebook.

2. Watch a movie and try to shut my brain off for a bit.

 

I got in the door, and I noticed a tiny blue Risk 2210 game piece in the corner of my dining room on the floor.

Because of the dramatic and depressed mood I was in, I thought “Dammit, now I have to go find the game, open the huge box, lift up all the papers and boards and put this one tiny piece in. Then I have to replace everything and put the box back up. What a fucking hassle! (mental groan).”

 

So I got the game box and set it on the arm of the couch. I lifted the box lid off the huge box and as the lid finally slipped off, the ENTIRE BOX went ass-over-teakettle bouncing off the couch and onto the floor.

It landed completely upside down.

All of the pieces exploded over my couch cushions, flew under my couch and coffee table, and scattered on my floor.

 

I could have thought “This is the last fucking straw!” or “Seriously?! Can’t one thing go right today?!”

Instead I actually laughed out loud and thought “Perfect. Now I have a mindless manual task I can do while I reset my brain. This is perfect timing for a mess to clean up.”

 

So I happily picked up every single one of the FOUR HUNDRED AND FIFTY-FIVE little game pieces, as well as the dice, chips, and huge deck of cards.

And when I was finished, I felt much better!

 

You view life the way you choose to, every minute of every day.

I’m choosing to let this ridiculously-timed, clumsy accident be a good slap in my mental face.

I’m choosing to be more optimistic starting now.