180 Days of Good Deeds: Day 2

Today was a boring day.  There was of course the same drama, but I’d rather not re-hash. The same female in the office continues to make others look bad and make herself  look like the hero.  At what point in time does she realize others are doing the job, she needs to share the credit.

My good deed for the day?  I brought extra tomato plants to the office, again.  There were several Thank You’s  and much appreciation.  I hope they grow for those who adopted them.  The girls missed out so I’m going to transplant a couple just for them and bring them in Tuesday.  It doesn’t sound like much, does it?   Good deeds everyday is harder than I thought.  To me, you just can’t plan a good deed.  Or can you?  I would like to think today’s actions would be considered me just being me.  Maybe I’m not such a bad person, I just need to be a little more Zen like.  There is a gal at the office who is very Zen like.  She has a great attitude about life, work, play….Not only is she Zen like, she’s smart and she is beautiful.  She personifies the cliche beautiful inside and out!

Reflection on my journey to a better me:

There was a death in the family today so I don’t have much to share.   Life is short, it’s precious.  Touch base tomorrow.

 

180 Days of Good Deeds: Day 1

Day 1  May 24th

I don’t think I did anything spectacular today.  I stuck an Instant Happy Note (purchased at http://preview.tinyurl.com/leoazmz) on one of the executive’s monitor and one on an architect’s monitor.  The Architect is having some challenges professionally and personally.  Plus I was a bitch to him yesterday.   I feel horrible about how I treated him! (Yes, I did apologize)

In addition,  I took in 15 plants to share with others.  I overplanted tomato plants for the garden so I took them into the office.  It didn’t make sense to just throw them away!  They were claimed by 9:00!

Albeit small, I think the above were good deeds for day 1 of my journey.  There were good deeds, right?  Hey, Rome wasn’t built in a day and this is a journey; no short cuts here!

Reflection on my journey to a better me:

As I am writing this, I am thinking of our cousin who is battling stage 4 ovarian cancer.  She is the sweetest most caring and courageous person I know.  I am sure she could give Mother Theresa a run for her money!  I wonder, as everyone does who has a friend or family member stricken with this dreadful disease, why her?  Why not the person I hate the most at work?   Why not the inconsiderate neighbor who has dogs that bark constantly?  Why not the person in jail who has preyed upon young children?  The only thing that brings resolve to me is knowing my cousin is not a complainer.  She is dealing with it.    I also know she will fight and never give up.  But if and when God decides he needs her help, he is going to have a very special place for her.

This horrible station might also be God teaching me a lesson.  Every time I am selfish, uncaring, and a horrible person, I think of my cousin.   I immediately and humbly put myself in check.

What was your good deed for the day?

180 Days of Good Deeds. Journey to a Better ME!

Yesterday, I arrived home from work angry as a cat that had fallen in clawfoot tub filled with a bubble bath!  I wanted to kick my husband in the shins when he asked me a simple question, “We are having burgers for dinner?”  I was pissed.  I didn’t want to cook and my experience at Ralph’s made it worse.

I completed my shopping, loaded my soon to be  purchased items, mostly wine and beer, on the belt, and was asked by the cashier for my driver license.   Really?  My License?  My wrinkles don’t tell you I’m over 21?  Over 35? I was livid!  “Honey, I have kids as old as you,” I barked as condescending and demeaning as possible.  I didn’t have time to fumble in my purse to look for my license.  After slapping a handle full of aged receipts, a tube of lipstick, a packet of gum, a tampon and pad on the jewelry box sized ledge, I found my hidden plastic gem the state of California bestowed upon me.  I hustled out of the store, after bagging my groceries, because I could feel the anger and frustration welling up inside.  I just wanted to get home!

The full 10 minute drive home, I thought of nothing else but how I could get this snotty nosed kid in trouble.  The nerve of him.  I shop at Ralph’s all of the time and have NEVER been asked for my license.

After cooking dinner and downing a bottle of wine, I realized my unnecessary anger this evening manifested at the office.  The realization of how unhappy I am at work overwhelms me at times.  When I become frustrated and feel pinned in a corner by over zealous, aggressive, condescending people, I become a less than positive person…okay, I become a raging bitch with the face of a lunatic.  When you have to confess one’s bitchiness (face to face) during lent, there’s a problem

So, to help me through the days of being a negative Nellie, I am going to do one positive thing a day.  It might be something as simple as a sticky note on someone’s computer to buying a friend or a stranger a coffee, or lunch.  This is going to be my 180 day quest of doing good deeds for a better me.

Wish me luck and stay tuned for my antics.  Who knows, you might learn something from my endeavours or laugh your asses off!