Mantra Monday

Last Friday, as an inch of snow fell on DC, my phone rang as I sat on Metro. Not to worry, fellow commuters, I had it on silence. I knew immediately it was my salon calling to cancel my hair appointment that night. And I felt the rage overcome every fiber of my being. I really needed a hair cut and my stylist books up so fast that I had book this cut a month in an advance. A whole month of staring at my gross split ends. 

Since my train was virtually empty, I took the call. And yep, they were closing early and they wanted to reschedule me. Except when your stylist is already booked weeks in advance, it is really hard to rebook an appointment. And nothing they could offer seemed good enough. In my head, my thoughts immediately went to "Well, if they do not value me as a client, I will just find a new salon." 

Yep. All because of a weather-related hair cut cancellation.

Luckily for the person on the other end of the call, my phone service cut out because it is Metro and that is what happens. But I spent the rest of the train ride fuming.

Since my salon is in my neighborhood, I stopped in on my way home that night. By that point it had stopped snowing. I was greeted by the salon receptionist who told that since it has stopped snowing, they did not have to cancel my hair cut after all. And my stylist cut my hair and it was like that hour of rage never happened. Except it did.

I am always so quick to jump to the worst-case scenarios, to be blinded by rage in that moment, and then have every single thing work out perfectly fine. I just think of all of the energy I waste doing this. I do not think I will ever be able to fully stop doing it; it is really part of my nature. But gosh, I need to take it down a notch, or ten!

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