Choosing to DRIVE me crazy
I recently went on a short road trip with my husband.
I had a bunch of things I was excited to get done while he was driving.
We got ready to go and he announced that I would be driving the first bit because he had things to do. Okay. I have a lot to do as well, but I can drive.
When we were more then half way to our destination, I asked if he was ready to switch. “Not yet, but if you need me to I can.”
My mind was running through the list of things I wanted to complete before we arrived. I could feel annoyance creeping in.
I needed to make a choice. Because I did have a choice:
I could keep driving and allow my thoughts about the situation to make me feel grumpy and annoyed.
I could pull over and let him drive even though he wasn’t ready but said he would.
I could keep driving because he wanted me to and be irritated.
I could keep driving because I know he is busy and this would be helpful…but only because I was doing it out of love and not out of duty.
I did have choices. I didn’t have to do anything I didn’t want to do. We always have a choice.
Always! Even when we think we don’t. Realizing that we do is so empowering.
I chose to continue driving. I chose to drive because I love him and doing something nice would help me think thoughts that would help me feel loving towards him and me.
That always feels better.