A Hundred Years

Ever feel like you have lived a hundred years?  Well, don't... unless you have talked to someone that is a hundred and you can compare notes!  I'm guessing, if you tell a person that is a hundred, that you feel a hundred, they will take their arthritis hands and choke you!  Believe me, arthritis can give some people killer grip!  

I at times feel a hundred.  I'm sure you can relate.  You wake up, you just aren't feeling the day, you can't get into the rhythm of things, everything seems to be a misstep, off, or a stone you are trying to skip over the waters and it just sinks.  Yeah, I figured, you know exactly what I mean. When these days are happening upon me (and they happen upon me much too frequently than I'd like to admit), I feel like I am being tested for a reason.  Sometimes at the end of those days, I am disappointed because I expected a random gold star sticker to come out of nowhere, for getting through the day!  

I know, I shouldn't look for that gold star sticker as if it will be handed to me.  I need to make my own gold star!  There is a reason why you and I have these days, and there is a lesson to be learned from them.  It's whether we allow ourselves to learn from them, or just brush it off as just another day that makes it or breaks it.   Brushing it off, causes many more days in our lives that will be just like those days, on top of the many other days that will be  just as frustrating but in different ways.  

I can checklist a day if I really look into it and figure out why I had it.  Break the chains of the vicious cycle.  I don't have to feel like that hamster running in the wheel, not going anywhere and ending up in the exact same place.  I try my best to figure out why I had such a strange day, is there an obvious pattern and if so, what to do to stop it so I don't scream in my pillow over it.  I've gotten better!  It doesn't take 20 similar occurrences to knock some sense into me. I can usually see it by the second time and do the "Whoa, Nelly!" and do the "POW POW POW" putting a cap on that bad ass.  Man, what a rush when I recognize and take action!  Yeah, sometimes just reaching for that pint of Ben and Jerry's and watching sappy movies seems much simpler than attacking the 'demons'.  But it is much easier to attack the demons when they are not budging from the lactose coma I would have put it through.  Then I will have that pint of icecream...that's my gold star!