On The Cusp

Monday morning lived up to it's reputation today. I knew as soon as the alarm went off that something wasn't right. I heard Sammy's tags jingle as he ambled up the stairs. In my sleep-addled brain I wondered, "Isn't he supposed to be in his crate?" Yes. . .and then my next thought, "With the door locked?"

When he stuck his cold nose over the side of the bed and into my face I knew there was going to be a problem.

I was faced with my very first choice of the day.

Who gets to pee first. . .me or him?

Turned out to be a ridiculous question – as I sat peeing and looking at him, he stood in the hallway peeing and looking at me.

You gotta love a Monday morning.

After I got things cleaned up I went downstairs and made my coffee. I was on the cusp of being cranky. My right sock was damp from stepping in the wrong spot on the carpet. As I waited for the coffee to finish brewing I made my second decision of the day.

I let it go.

I took off my damp sock. I poured myself a cup of coffee, took a deep breath and decided, that in the grand scheme of things, a little pee just doesn't matter.

That may not sound like much but it felt like a victory to me. I can choose to have the ability to set the tone for my day – so I did!

We face a lot of "on the cusp" moments in life.

cusp: a point between two different states or situations – 

when a person is poised between the two

Sometimes we got a choice. Sometimes we don't. But maybe the key to a little bit more happiness and contentment in life is learning to recognize all those tiny moments in which we get to have a say.