This morning I was dragged awake at 6.30am. I'm not a morning person but toddlers, sadly, are morning people (they are also awake-in-the-middle-of-the-night people but we won't get into that). I have swollen glands and, what can only be described as a hardcore cold. Never-the-less, at around 6.30am, I got out of bed, did a few domestic things and put Cbeebies on. Postman Pat had just started. Rather than fighting the desire to scream choice swear words at the happy-clappy early morning kids TV noise, I found I was genuinely engaged in the story. Moreover, by about 7.10am, I was singing along with the theme tune. I followed this with a rather enthusiastic "mission accomplished", which is a quote in their 'Special Delivery Service' song. I'm not even joking. It's 7.23am. I don't have to be at work until 11am. I feel as rough as course grain sandpaper but I have a positive mindset.
The Dinopaws are now bouncing around on the TV with terrifying enthusiasm and no, I don't feel like I want to storm into the TV and punch their pinks and purple faces. I'm feeling pleasantly pleased with the Dinopaws' enthusiasm.
Thus, having a positive mindset actually makes a big difference to the way your feel. What we think is what we are.
PS. I'm a single mummy, I work, my washing machine broke last Thursday, I've been through an array of difficult experiences in the last few years and I'm still smiling.
PPS. I find that chocolate and tea supports the positive thinking processes.
Yours,
The Renegade Glitter Fair
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