I was frustrated, for sure. However, I've really been trying to keep things in perspective. Why get so upset over these little things?
My kids are healthy.
My marriage is great.
I really have no reason to complain... Ever. Perspective is good. No need to be so agitated by the little things.
It is in this manner that I'm trying to overhaul my attitude as a motorist.
Please understand that it is very difficult for me to do, what with my superior driving skills and permanent I am always right status and all. (Plus, I have to live with these people. How embarrassing would it be to realize I that my little road rage temper tantrum was just directed at someone I know... I just hadn't recognized their car...?)
So last week as I am driving down the boulevard, someone cut me off. (And I mean slam-on-my-brakes cut me off.) The Old Viv might have handled it differently, but with my newly acquired attitude riding shotgun, I just clenched my teeth and kept quiet.
From the back seat, Grant calmly inquired,
Apparently it is too late to worry about someone I know observing my lack of perspective and 40 mph temper tantrums.