A couple of days ago, I got this book about changing one’s attitude. It’s really sad, but only in the past 24 hours have I become completely convinced that my attitude could use some improvement. Now when I’m walking around thinking, “My attitude is pretty nifty” that is nothing but a recipe for disaster. Then this morning I had a Little A grade temper tantrum. I didn’t boo anybody, as is her trademark these days, but I was sulking and pouting and everything. Because things were not going the way I thought they should have gone. And to top things off, I had hit an exercising plateau. And the kids spilled all kinds of stuff in the computer room. That I found myself cleaning up. They are going to be doing seven o clock cleanup every day from now on. Even the toddlers. Shoot.
Then I took a nap and things got better once I woke up. I will be reading my book thoroughly (and probably more than once), no doubt, after this incident.
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