Is Win the Morning, Win the Day a Bunch of BS?

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The day started well. I got up early, got my green drink and took off for six miles of hiking while listening to Tony Robbins shout inspiration at me. I was conquering my day! #Winning!

You know how they say if you “win the morning, you win the day”? Well, I call bullsh*t, because I won the morning, and somewhere between a healthy lunch and shattered evening, I lost it!

I was bored while eating, so I pulled out my laptop and went a little too deep into Facebook. One thing led to another that led to another, and suddenly I was in a dark, dark hole tracking grade school girls I’d forgotten existed.

Turns out, two of them had done surprisingly well in the husband department, which is something I don’t have anymore because mine went and died on me, so Strike One!

Then, another one appeared to have a pretty fancy house right on the water, which everyone knows is my dream, but who cares because I’m sitting on a couch in the valley where there hasn’t been much water and we have to be mindful of any we do have because we’ve been in a drought and shouldn’t waste it, and I’m totally onboard with that, but it doesn’t change the fact that I don’t have a body of water in my vicinity, nor do I have a husband, and oh by the way, this woman also has a bunch of over-achieving kids who endlessly thank her publicly for “being the best!”, blah, blah, blah, along with a considerate dog. Strike Two!

And then I end up seeing another woman I happened to loathe when I was a kid because she was super mean to me and loved nothing more than saying really humiliating things in front of large groups of people, and now she’s got a short “bob” instead of that long, Herbal Essence hair she used to flick and twirl and a fat cat named Fred.

And if that isn’t surprising enough, she’s still doing that pouty thing with her glossy kisser that made Jonny Romano run into things when she walked by, but seems slightly less effective now.

And while I’m busy being a shallow, judgmental b*tch, it becomes clear to me that she’s probably a little insecure like the rest of us 50-somethings and reaching back for a tiny morsel of her youth now that we’re turning into our mothers.

Which ultimately circles me back around to my childhood, which makes me feel like a total loser, not to mention I didn’t live near water when I was a kid either but at least had a pool, which I don’t have now. Strike three!

And depression sets in, and I won the morning. I won the goddamn morning! I won it and now I feel like crap! Tell me, who makes up this inspiring stuff that’s supposed to make us feel better about our lives when it can all come tumbling down just by going on Facebook for a matter of nanoseconds?!

So, the moral of the story?

Don’t go on social media when you’re bored and eating fresh tomatoes with your tuna, because it will destroy you!
Never stalk people you haven’t seen in 40 years without adequate medication.
“Win the morning, win the day” is bullsh*t. You still have to be responsible enough not to screw up the rest of your day by comparing your life to the lives of people you forgot you even knew.
Childhood bullies sometimes grow up to be regular people with a cat.

I’m sure there are more but I’m tired.

There will always be those who have more than I do and those who have less. There will always be those who are in the middle of their success and those who are at the beginning or end of theirs. There will always be those who appear to have everything going for them on the outside but are probably just as broken as the rest of us on the inside.

We’re all in different places and stages of our lives, and it’s never a good idea to compare ours to someone else’s, especially on Facebook!

Focusing on the things we don’t have instead of the things we do will always take us down a dark hole, and that’s something we have control over.

Perspective.  Gratitude.  Humor.  That’s how to win the day! How do you do it?

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