I must stop and savor the nice things.

I must not focus on the stupid little things.

I must be thankful for the good.

I must look past the rubbish and dog doo and lost quarters in the laundry to the husband cooking dinner and the nice new friend I'm making and the (soon, soon, soon) new house.

There were good things about this day, and there were some tiny-teeny annoying things about this day. Must, must, must focus on the good things.

Grrr.

Hm. Dinner does smell pretty good...