Don’t worry. Be happy.

I’ve had a rather cruddy week for various reasons. Primarily, Matt needs to get a new car. His Honda Civic has a ton of miles on it and is starting to break down on the interstate. Scary.

But I hate going to car dealerships. Talk about scary. I hate the sales tactics and the pressure and the unctuous smiles.

We’ve spent a lot of time researching cars, communicating back and forth with dealers, test driving, etc. We’ve gone to bed late every night, and I’m tired.

I said to Matt, “I’m having a bad week.”

He replied, “You’ve got me and Hoss. How bad could it be?”

Yes. He is completely right. I have a Partner in Awesomeness and a bloodhound who injects joy into my life on an hourly basis (and a supportive extended family and lovely friends and a whole host of other things that completely overshadow one lousy week).

In my perfectionistic quest to always improve upon everything, I end up focusing too much on the negative. I have so much to be thankful for. It’s always there, alongside any trivial challenges that come up in life. I have a choice about where to focus my energy and my thoughts.

I will make a concerted effort to choose more wisely.