Bad Day Memories

Some days are just bad. Maybe, heaven forbid, you even have one of those weeks full of one mishap after another. One annoyance can make your eyes roll, but when you have several, what does one do?! Are you the type who stomps their feet and yells, or are you able to roll with the punches. Well, of course, losing one’s temper makes for bad memories for all, to keep with the theme of this blog, but the way to turn a bad day into something pleasantly memorable (if only in hindsight!) is to practice anger management techniques and learn to keep things in perspective.

Today was difficult for me. After staying up very late working on accounting figures for my job, rising early to get my child ready for crossing-guard duties, and slogging through a difficult day at work, I was exhausted. Wanting to catch a cat nap while supper was simmering on the stove, I thought to feed the pets first. I then filled up the little bucket of water for the critters, and tried to set it back in place just beyond the dog bowl. Buddy popped his head up out of his food, knocking the bucket out of my hands, waterfall pouring onto the floor! I spent the next fifteen minutes on my hands and knees with soppy towels. No, I did not kick the poor dog, but kept all in perspective thinking I really needed to clean the floor anyway. Was I just beaten too far down that day to be mad? I think not. I’m just not one to make much fuss over spilled water…even a LOT of spilled water.

The day before, I had to take one of the cats in to the vet and, after searching all over the house to find her, could not cram her into the carrier without resultant emergency surgery. Tibby was still a bit nervous wearing a little harness and leash while I carried her into strange lands. As I walked into the reception area I felt warm wetness flowing down my side. Tibby was peeing…on me. Fortunately, she had not peed in my new car. Fortunately it was a short drive home to clean clothes. I figured I was sweaty from cleaning the house and could have used a change of clothes anyway.

When you’re having a bad day, instead of getting crabby, try shaking your head, remaining positive and thinking about what a good story you’ll have to tell at the dinner table that night.


About moonbridgebooks

Co-author of Cherry Blossoms in Twilight, a WWII Japan memoir of her mother's childhood; author of Poems That Come to Mind, for caregivers of dementia patients; Co-author/Editor of Battlefield Doc, a medic's memoir of combat duty during the Korean War; life writing enthusiast; loves history and culture (especially Japan), poetry, and cats
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2 Responses to Bad Day Memories

  1. Ritergal says:

    Linda, thanks for sharing this. I have difficult days/weeks too, and your example is inspiring. Are you backing up your blog entries off-line? Little tidbits like this will make wonderful reading for your descendants. They’ll know exactly what you were thinking and what your days were like. And … what a self-compassionate person you are/were. 😉

  2. Linda Austin says:

    That’s a good idea to back up blog posts. Blogging can be like journaling, and it would be nice to save posts for the future.

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