We choose how we react when things go wrong….as they do sometimes….

Asleep and quiet!

Busy day today and the ‘boys’ (as I call my dogs Toby and Worcester) and I did not get out for a proper walk till early this evening. It was an uneventful walk and they had their tea when we got back and I was making myself a cup of tea before keeping a date with my sofa. I currently have a sewing project on the go and Worcester got hold of it; partly my fault for not putting it out of harms way and partly his as the comedic side of his character sometimes dips into mischief!

I told Worcester off and he retired to the corner of the front room and rested his head on his paws and just watched me. Toby, my gentle boy, quietly observed proceedings and sensibly kept out of it.

It took half an hour for Worcester to sidle over and rest down next to me, when he’d judged that it was safe to do so, and it took me three and a bit hours to restore order to my project which has to be ready by Monday.

That’s most of the evening for me to think…..Worcester has no concept of the importance of what I was making or my rather tight schedule and all he wants is to be loved. Harmony in this house is a vital contribution to their well being and mine.

Being unable to quickly forgive the small stuff, or let go of anger, hurts us not the people/events that have initially caused the upset. A friend said this week that I was staggeringly patient; I don’t agree wholeheartedly with that but I try to chose how I react to things. There is a possibility after a night’s rest that I may have more thoughts on this!

2 Responses to “We choose how we react when things go wrong….as they do sometimes….”

  1. 1 1smiles November 21, 2011 at 1:51 am

    As they sometimes do… lol. Indeed.


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