If you follow me on Instagram, you might’ve seen I was feeling unusually positive on Monday morning. Generally I hate Monday mornings so this was very much a rarity for me. However, I didn’t just wake up with my positive hat on; I had to force it on using determination and a dash of ‘fake it ’til you make it’.
I think it’s fair to say that Monday’s on the whole are pretty shitty for everyone involved but this Monday felt considerably worse due to the fact it was raining for the first time in forever. I threw on a maxi dress/sandals in my still half-asleep rush and didn’t realise it was raining until it was too late and I’d stepped out the door. By the time I got to the station I was soaking wet with gravelly, dirty feet and Hagrid hair. Add to that a completely screwed up dress (I had to hold hold it up the whole way so it didn’t drag on the floor) and a soaking wet handbag (it’s an open bag – no zip, no fastener)…Well. Bad mood activated.
The truth is, my appearance drastically affects my mood. If I feel like I look good, my mood will be good. If I feel a mess, my mood is totally rubbish. This particular Monday morning, I was experiencing the latter. Lately though, I’m making a real effort to squish my bad moods as soon as they pop up. If I feel one brewing – or it’s too late and I’m smack bang in the middle of one – I try my damnedest to see the light.
When I attempt a bad mood squish, I take advice from Stuart Little and search for the silver linings. Here are moody Monday Sian’s silver linings/happy thoughts:
Wet clothes dry. The only person who cares about how I look today is me. No one cares if my hair is a frizzball. I had a fabulous weekend. After work I can go home and get it to my warm, comfy pjs mmmmm. I have a hot cup of tea on my desk. I’m alive and I’m healthy. I have a beautiful house and boyfriend to go home to. I can have cat snuggles later. The work kettle set on fire this morning – you don’t see that every day! And my favourite thought of all time – I was the fastest sperm!! It’s a miracle I’m even here!!
You get the jist…
Honestly though, just thinking happy thoughts made me feel so much better. And you know what else helped? Moaning. Because as soon as I moaned about how crappy Monday morning’s are – so did everyone else. Which sounds like I encouraged a big old moan-fest (which I suppose I did) but I discovered that everybody else was in the exact same boat. Nobody was feeling very good, which kind of made us all feel better because we all could relate to the Monday morning rubbishness.
So the moral of the story is…..look for the silver linings, find thoughts that make you happy and moan until your heart’s content. You’re only a few thoughts away from a good mood 🙂
Love, Siân x