Always puts me in a bad mood.
I got chewed out by the boss today,
And now I’m stuck on highway 92.
Then you call me on my cell phone,
While I’m cussin’ out a Cadillac.
You say remember Tom and Jenny’s little boy?
Well, the doctors say the cancer’s back.
Man its been one of those days,
When I been thinking poor me.
I got no right to complain I guess,
Cause right now all I can see.
Is a little angel in a Yankees cap,
It makes me realize.
It’s just been one those days for me,
But for him it’s been one of those lives.
Everybody under my roof,
Is healthy- knock on wood.
Oh but I sure do sweat the small stuff,
I don’t thank God as much as I should.
Tonight I’m thinking about Tommy and Jenny,
And how they spent the last four years.
All those extended stays in Memphis,
All the sleepless nights, the prayers, the tears.
It’s just been one of those days,
Where I was thinking poor me.
I got no right to complain I guess,
Cause right now all I can see.
Is that family moving back to Target House,
It makes me realize.
It’s just been one those days for me,
But for them its been one of those lives.
And so it’s been one of those days,
I let things get to me.
I got no right to complain,
Cause when I look around I see.
Folks that are fightin’ for every breath,
And it makes me realize.
It’s just been one for those days for me,
But for them it’s been one of those lives.
I was sitting at work one day this week, and this song came onto my iPod, and it really made me think. Plus it resonated with exactly how my life has been going.
It really started because this weekend is a birthday potluck at my barn, and I can’t go because I had already made plans. But my coach has been really hit hard in the past couple months. It’s been tough for her healthwise and horse healthwise. Now, she’s had really good news and all should recover, but it’s like she’s going through all that. You wouldn’t even know. She continues on, is happy and doesn’t complain about the hand she’s been dealt, and I’m complaining about not having enough money to buy a purse or something equally materialistic. [Not to her, but just in general].
I need to start looking at life half full, not half empty. Be grateful for the fact that I have money to cover all my bills and a roof over my head and I don’t have anything wrong with me or the people I love.
I need to not sweat the small stuff.
I need to not let the little things get to me.
I shouldn’t complain about anything. I have nothing to complain about.
