Monday hadn't gone well. I'd pinched a nerve in my spine and my lower back had locked into a spasm of fear. I walked as if I was crippled – as if I'd had an 'accident'. 'Everything' had gone wrong. Of course, it hadn't, but it seemed as if it had. Good riddance to Monday, I thought.
Tuesday morning came. I tore a sheet off my 1950's style calendar, and the comment was, "Time for Decision". I posted: "Good riddance to Monday," on Facebook, and a new friend challenged me with the thought that today was 'Chooseday'. She asked me, publicly, what I would choose today? I was getting a new message, loud and clear.
What would I choose? Well, I chose to look after my back – I took the pain to be a sign that I wasn't taking good enough care of myself. I chose to defer a couple of meetings to give my body time to reset and heal...
But then I got to thinking. My whole life was off-track. There was compromise leaking from every pore. Wrong job, wrong partners, wrong location, wrong attitude, wrong choices! How had I let matters slide this far off the path? Answer = my choices. Tiny choice by tiny choice.
So, from now on, my Tuesdays are going to be 'Chooseday'.
A day for good, purposeful, fresh choices.
What will you choose today?
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