dude, what's your problem?

1328 the phone call I don't know about other people, but I'm constantly asking myself this question, "Dude, what's your problem." And I'm actually not referring to someone else, I'm actually wondering what my own problem is.  (I refer to myself as "dude".)

Sometimes I find myself annoyed or frustrated or impatient, and I have to deliberately ask myself what my problem is to gain a little perspective.  It's so easy to make someone's day, but even easier to ruin it.  And I have to admit that on many occasions I'm doing the ruining.  It's the Christmas season and  I want to "spread cheer by singing so all can hear".  But, woops, it's Christmas so other people are more in a rush, lines are longer, the weather is colder and that combined can make for a grumpy Meg.

The reason I put this whole struggle out there in the blogosphere is to have some level of accountability with myself.  I really don't want to be a grinch, nor do I want to be selfish because in the end I'm doing the most damage to myself.  So I'm hoping a little post like this will remind me to have some perspective when dealing with people, particularly the people who seem to be unreasonable.

There is always an opportunity, a crossroads, to choose to be mean or choose to be kind.  And my friend reminded me that I do have the power to be nice.  I just have to put my pride aside and have a little perspective. Holla.

Anyway, I hope you have a Merry Christmas!


p.s. I love long phone calls.