I read a post recently about looking at the positives in life and they used this title. While I totally agreed with the author’s point, the question actually got me thinking about figuring out your priorities and taking big risks.
What’s the best that could happen?
This week, after Maddux got hurt I didn’t have much time to get any blog work done. In addition to just working on healing, he’s also working on kicking the paci habit. The doctor said this was the time to ditch it, since he couldn’t have it right now anyway. We cut it out cold turkey and we’re not looking back. It hasn’t been that smooth of a transition, but it’s going alright. So yeah, we’ve been busy with that.
Anyway, Tuesday night I didn’t post, Wednesday I luckily already had one scheduled, and today I just didn’t want to hop on here and go through the motions.
I asked myself “What’s the best thing that could happen if I actually blogged every day this week?” Duh, it would simply mean I blogged. Which means it’s totally okay to skip it. Then I asked myself “What’s the best thing that could happen if I skipped a few posts?” It would mean more time focusing on Maddux and getting him back on track. I think that’s much more important. Plus, he’s hilarious.
I’m going to do my best to remember this little lesson in the future. Sometimes figuring out the best case scenario is better than focusing on the worst. It makes the decision making process a little bit easier, at least for me.
The next time something is overwhelming you or stressing you out, ask yourself “What’s the best thing that could happen?” for the different situations. Sometimes getting it over with is better. More often than not, though, I think you’ll realize that the stuff you were freaking out over isn’t that big of a deal in the long run. Just let it go, and move on to the things you truly care about.
The next time you’re nervous to attempt something or try something new, ask yourself “What’s the best that could happen?” if you totally went for it. Every single time I’ve gone out on a limb, it’s worked out for the best. I may not have always accomplished exactly what I thought I would, but something positive always happened as a result in one way or another.
Tonight instead of blogging, I’m going to go watch Frozen for the millionth time. If the boy goes to sleep at a normal time I may even get my lower body workout in. Wouldn’t that be nice? The best thing that could happen from that is a stronger booty and a sense of accomplishment. Worth it.
[In other “What’s the best that could happen?” news, I entered a contest today. Because, why not? I would seriously appreciate you “liking” little ol’ me here: http://t.co/pNHwADEGu6. Thanks, y’all!!!]