When I told Nick this morning that I was going to try to not complain about anything until Sunday, he thought about it for a minute, grinned and then starting poking me in the ribs until I begged for him to stop.
"You're just taking advantage because I can't complain," I complained.
Nick grinned again. This could be a long week.
Truth be told, I can be a bit of a Negative Nelly. I'm critical ("What were they thinking!?!"), I see the downside a lot ("This kitchen just won't stay clean!!!!"), I get overwhelmed and give up. I think it might partly have something to do with the fact that I usually have such high hopes for both myself and the world around me that I often feel like I'm being let down.
So clearly, this kind of malarkey has got to stop. It occurred to me while I was in church yesterday that it's all well and good to make well-intended comments to the teenagers that I work with there about "being the change you want to see" and "taking responsibility for your own happiness", but maybe it would be even better if I tried to take some of my own advice?
Which brings us back to what I was telling Nick this morning: I am not going to complain about anything for an entire week.
Who's with me?
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