Colorado's weather changes faster than a teenage girl's moods. Bright and sunny one day; cold and gloomy the next. As I was pondering upon this, I realize that my own moods undergo lightning-quick changes. Like the weather, I am "bright and sunny" one day, "cold and gloomy" the next.
What makes the difference? Part of it is brain chemistry. Part of it is the weather itself: when the sun appears, I am more likely to be upbeat and happy; when the sun disappears, my happy self disappears as well. And part of it is my attitude.
I mentioned attitude in a recent post. What power it has. Given that only I can determine my attitude, why do I seem determined at times to have a poor one? I excuse it, telling myself and others that life is hard and that I'm entitled to my bad attitude. That is, to use a phrase from decades ago, a cop-out. As I have little patience for those who have an air of entitlement, claiming that the world owes them a living, I should have little patience for my own sense of entitlement. Yet one more thing where I need to improve.
Joy for today: banishing excuses for a poor attitude.