Isn’t it amazing how wanting things to be "just right" can creep into everyday situations?
We have a largish refrigerator in the kitchen. Rather than face a huge white space of fridge door, we’ve attached photos, holiday cards, and a smattering of those kitchy tropical fish magnets sold at tourist traps.
This morning I noticed that Bob had stuck a note on the refrigerator. Only it was stuck at an angle. Feeling peeved, I reached over to straighten it - then stopped.
Wow, slow down. What’s really going on?
Time to take the temperature of my frustration. How was it affecting my breathing and stomach muscles? What was I really frustrated about? I stayed with this (without fixing anything) until frustration drifted away.
I finally read the note Bob had posted...... “Today I will focus on What is Real.”
I smiled at the irony. "It's not right, straighten it now" - almost wiped out a beautiful start to a busy day!
