I am having one of those days where things don’t go quite right, they sorta go a bit crooked. I was not resisting it, just being gentle with myself. I spent the day working on things that brought me joy and not stress. Then it happened.
I saw an email go into my inbox with the worst subject line ever. I was so shocked, I opened up my email to be sure I saw what I saw. Indeed. It was the worst subject line ever. Especially receiving it on a day that is not the best day for me. I was horrified. It was a sales letter, so I l clicked unsubscribe and then sent a return email that said: “Rudest subject line ever! Did not make my day.”
Then I told my friend Patti about it. As I was telling her I got more and more upset. I knew it was a sales letter and they were trying to get shock response, but it was so rude. I was already struggling with an off day, feeling bad I am not getting as much done today as usual and then that. The logical side was competing with the emotional side that seemed to be in charge of me today. The emotional side jumped on her high horse and went spinning out of control! Then Patti reminded me to write my blog. Innocent enough. A nice friend.
Since miss emotion was ridding the horse, it did not get pretty. This is what I wanted to write in that moment:
“I am so sorry, I am not at my best today. My spirit was crushed by a very rude subject line in an email from a stranger and I need to take time to recover. Please come back later. May your day be full of rainbows and unicorns. Mine is full of flying monkeys. I hope to be back to myself tomorrow. Until then, go find your joy somewhere else.”
I told you miss emotional was in charge today. When I pasted that into the chat box and sent it to Patti. I started laughing so hard. She refused to let me do that as my blog. So I kept adding to it and adding to it. I made one simple subject line turn into a rant that went on and on. Poor Patti, not sure if I was serious or joking since I am almost always really upbeat and now I was dark.
Then I went online and found a place that sells monkeys. I immediately shared that with her. By now, joy had fully returned, miss emotional was off her horse exhausted and the world was bright again. So perhaps just being gentle with myself today was not enough. I needed to get riled up, let the stress out and then land back in laughter and joy. So, we all have those days.
Here is the email I got, don’t let it rile you up the way it riled me up!