Whoa man, what a long and stressful day. If I were younger or more callow, I might be tempted even to call it a bad day. But I am grateful for having had enough truly bad days now to know the difference between a bad day and a merely long and stressful day like today.
The differences between bad and merely long and stressful days:
- It’s only a truly bad day when you’re too busy grieving over what a shitty day you’ve had to ask yourself or wonder if it’s a bad day or merely a long and stressful day.
- Bad days don’t end. They spill over into the evening. Bad days breed toxic strains of remorse or misgiving and the playing over repeatedly of mistakes or slights or bad luck.
How to tell if you’ve had a bad day or merely a long and stressful day:
- If you can genuinely (and not in some forced, insincere, trying-hard-to-talk-yourself-into-it-but-deep-down-failing way) feel even the slightest bit grateful, as I do right now, that the day in question is over and that at least you’re home now and if you can succeed in consoling yourself by thinking of other things that you are grateful for (as I am doing right now), then rejoice: you have not had a truly bad day.
Things I am grateful for:
- Old Toyota pickup trucks. I have owned three of them in my life and even though I can afford a more expensive car at this point, I just don’t want one.
- That I did not crash the boat today, despite many opportunities to do so.
- The fact that the u-shaped catches in the door frames of old Toyota pickups work perfectly as bottle openers.
- The beer I opened and drank after parking my old Toyota pickup.
- That I know a place to find parking on Saturday nights in the Lower Haight. (No, I’m not telling where.)