When the day starts badly

Today I slept in.  That is a disaster because it means that so does everyone else.  I am like the morning alarm clock, pulling everyone out of bed and directing the flow of traffic from breakfast to bathroom.  I am even chief tie straightener and uniform checker.

We were running late.  The bus leaves at 8am on the dot so getting two teenage boys there on time is always a struggle.  Combine noncommunicating teenage sullenness with semi-hysterical, clock thumping mother and you can imagine the start to the day. 

We made the bus simply because I pulled the car up right in front of it so that it couldn’t take off.  The boys crawled sleepily out of the car and strolled casually and coolly up to the bus.  If I wasn’t a pacifist I would have run after them waving my slippers in the air as I aimed for a quick head swipe!  How could they possibly be so untouched by the stress of the morning?

There I was in my pj pants, shirt thrown on as pj disguise, wearing my slippers, hear standing on end and my nerves frazzled.   What a start to the day.  It looked like the day was going to be a disaster.  It had that feeling to it.

When I made it back home I put the kettle on and made my first cuppa of the day.  By the time my hands stopped shaking there was still some tea left safely in the cup so I drank.  While I was drinking I thought about the morning and how I was feeling.  My heart was pumping, my body was jumpy, my brain was powering and i could feel the energy flashing around my veins as though I was electrified.   Strangely, my body felt the same way it does when I am enthusiastic and excited by some project.  The only thing out of sync was my mind.

Then the light went on in my head.  The law of attraction, visualisation and all that?  I can let my brain talk me into using this energy in a negative way and sabotage my whole day or I could turn it around.  After all, a jumpy body is just another way of describing an energetic one.

The first thing I did was to tackle something that was bugging me and really doing my head in.  I used my energy to clean the whole kitchen from top to bottom.   Then I felt really happy and in control.  It changed my whole outlook on the day.  Instead of feeling rushed and stressed I changed my outlook to feeling active and powerful.

So far the day has been really good and I have managed to do a lot of the things that I have been putting off for a while so I feel that I have achieved a lot.

Perhaps next time I sleep in I can focus my mind earlier and avoid the negative side of the experience.  Perhaps I might even find some wicked joy in dragging those boys out of bed!