What broke my day: Okay, yesterday was a great day overall. But there was thing that could have made it even better. (other than the fact that I had to get laser surgery which was epically painful). Yesterday I didn't wake up in time to take a shower, which I really needed...like bad. So, I spent the entire day feeling filthy, and sticky. Let's call it dewy, I felt dewy all day. My hair was greasy, my skin was oily, and I felt smelly and extremely unattractive all day. That and I also didn't have time to put on any makeup so I had the soft, glistening, glow of sticky nastiness all over my face. I hate feeling unclean...it's a pet peeve, and I feel extremely gross if I don't shower at least once every 24 hours. I feel that if I notice how glisten-y I look, then surely others will too, and since I spent a lot of the day in public, I therefore felt that everyone was judging me. They probably weren't, and I'm just extremely narcissistic, but in my mind that's the way it is...so sue me. You probably know the feeling of stickiness that I'm describing, I mean we all have those days. It's not that I wasn't hygienic for the day, I still brushed my teeth and stuff. I just had to put on extra sprays of perfume to counteract the day old stale smell of sweat, dirt, oil, and dead skin....delicious. I felt like Russell Brand. You know how he just looks sticky. Like I feel if I ever shook his hand I would need to wash it in acid because he would be sticky, or I would catch an STD or something, I felt like that. I had no choice though. I just put my hair up in a pony tail, and sucked it up until I got the opportunity to shower. And when I did, I felt ten times lighter.
What made my day: Making someone's day. One of my greatest goals in life is to make others feel better. To change someone's life for the positive. Being a role model, or being a major influence is on my bucket list. It's one of those things that I never will truly know if I achieved, but it's an idealism that I have to encourage good behavior on my part. I know people that have changed my life, I want to return the favor so that the cycle of goodism continues. Because of this I try my hardest to be thoughtful, so that I can do something to make someone smile. Yesterday I think I accomplished that. I had my nephew Isaiah for the entire day but my Dad called and wanted to know if I would go to the Farmer's Market. I did. We'll put it this way...it was an adventure with a 2 year old in tow. There are TONS of flowers there, and I'm a sucker for fresh picked flowers, so I had a brilliant epiphany. We would buy flowers and I would take my little delivery boy to my mother's work, and my brother's girlfriend's work to hand deliver them. So we picked out a varying array of Gerber daisies and Zinnia's and began our trek to surprise two important women in my nephew's life. Seeing my mom's face light up when she saw Isaiah holding those flowers at work was worth all the trouble. She proudly showed everyone her grandson and told them that he brought her flowers. Seeing her smile made me feel that any little upset she had with me earlier was all gone. Then when we brought the flowers to Angela (my brother's girlfriend) it was the icing on the cake. I think that she was shocked to see us, and when she put the flowers out where everyone could see them, I knew that I had done my job. I was glad that I could make two people happy, and it inspired me to do more. To surprise people and show them my respect and love for them through simple, easy things. Doing something without occasion or out of necessity is the best way to show someone you care. You care, even when you don't have to, and to me that's what love is all about.
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