Stop. Drop. Roll.
Not just for the fire drills 🔥🚒👨🚒
You know those kinds of days when you’re carrying the laundry from one room to the next, and you drop a sock—then drop three more items when you bend down to pick up the first one?
Or maybe you open a cabinet and your Jenga-stacked Tupperware comes toppling down.
Or the TV remote gets stuck on the number 2, and you find yourself endlessly scrolling to the mythical channel 222222.
And let’s not forget the honorable mention: Netflix buffering right at the most intense part of a show.
All of these are minor, everyday inconveniences—on a good day. But on a bad day? Look out. Suddenly, it’s the cherry on top of your already not-so-happy sundae.
But why?
Why do some days feel like every little thing is out to get us?
So, I went looking for answers. I was hoping to find something like “It’s not you” or at the very least, something that didn’t suggest I needed an attitude adjustment.
Unfortunately, after some extensive Googling, I found exactly what I didn’t want to see:
It is me.
And yes, I do, in fact, need an attitude adjustment.
And if you relate to any of this—you probably do too.
But don’t worry, I made us a helpful little list on how to gently reframe our thinking.
(“Reframe your thinking” is therapist-code for “Change your attitude.”)
STOP, DROP, and ROLL!
STOP:
No, there’s no fire. Just us and our flaming tempers. But the “Stop, Drop, and Roll” method still applies.
Stop in your tracks before you decide to throw out every piece of mismatched Tupperware that just rained down on you.
DROP:
Drop the nasty attitude that’s got you ready to chuck that Tupperware like it lost its own lid. Why are we taking our frustrations out on inanimate objects that we arranged (poorly) in the first place?
ROLL:
Roll with it. Take a deep breath. If the worst part of your day is tumbling plastic, a sticky remote, or clean laundry hitting a dirty floor—maybe the day isn’t actually that bad.
I’ve come to realize:
If the thing ruining my day won’t matter in five years… why spend five minutes being that upset about it?
Honestly, I feel like this generation—and the one just entering the workforce (and drinking legally—God help us all)—gets more worked up over nothing than past generations did over anything.
Sometimes, when I’m spiraling and life feels heavy, I remind myself:
I’m not 28 years old with six kids under 10, no washing machine, and no dishwasher.
I don’t have to go out to the garden at dawn to gather food so we can eat later.
When I think about what my ancestors endured and survived, my bad day starts to feel… not so bad.
So, I guess the point is:
Most “bad” days aren’t really that bad.
It’s our perspective that needs a little adjusting.
How do you cope with days such as this?
Do you think the previous generation had it worse ?
What modern convienance are you grateful for?
Tell me !!
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