You and I have had gotten to know each other fairly well, right? Right. Which means that I suppose I shouldn't be surprised when, after my, "Let's not let 2012 be like 2011" blog post, I start the year with a trip to the vet, a missed work deadline (which I simply Do. Not. Do.) and a 12 hour work day.
And still. Here we are. And I'm not entirely surprised, but I am a little...annoyed.
The missed deadline? I'll assign the blame for that to 2011, as it was clearly 2011's parting shot to me. The trip to the vet? Well, after one night of wearing the cone (it was difficult to cuddle with a cone wearing dog, btw), Dezi doesn't seem to care about that pad on his paw at all, and pays it absolutely no attention. He's back to being his sweet wiggly self, and so the cone has been put away. The 12 hour workday yesterday? I think that's the one that pissed me off. Now - a large part of it was due to making up for the missed deadline, which, you know, happens, and was clearly my own fault, but it sucks that Mike is working from home this week and I'm working ALL THE TIME.
Normally, Universe, I'd be seriously ranting and raving right now. I'd be all kinds of upset and stressed out, and mad, and then Wednesdays would be for crying again, and no one needs that.
Instead, Universe, I'm just going with the flow. If I hadn't missed the deadline, I wouldn't have had to work 12 hours yesterday. If I work smarter, I should be more efficient. And yes, it was a drag not to get home until almost 8pm last night, severely limiting my time with Mike, but you know what? At least I did get some time with Mike, and we were still in the same house.
So, Universe, maybe that's how we will work at getting along this year. You're going to throw me curveballs, that's just how you are, I can't stop that. I can only choose how I respond to those curveballs, and I realized when I walked in the door last night that I had the ability to choose what to focus on - the negative (ALL THE WORK) or the postive (HI MIKE AND THREE GOOFY DOGS!) and I chose the positive. And I let the rest go.