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Yesterday was a bad day.  Not the kind of bad day I’ll remember a week, month, or year from now.  It was the kind where nothing seemed to go right.  The kind where you just want to throw your hands up and ask for a “do over”.

Fortunately, I wasn’t able to go straight home after work.  Otherwise I know I would have been cranky towards my wife and kids.  I had already committed to helping a friend out.  His family had moved to another state, are closing on the sale of their house later this week, and needed the lawn mowed.  Per his suggestion, I agreed to mow it in exchange for the snow blower he left behind.

The yard hadn’t been mowed yet this Spring and was really uneven. Some parts were really short.  In other parts the grass approached mid-calf to knee level.  I jokingly told my friend afterward that it was a good thing I liked him and hated to shovel snow because I was tempted to drive away when I saw how tall it was in places.

So I started to work on the lawn.  After the day I had I wasn’t in the mood to listen to the radio or podcasts.  So I mowed listening to the dull hum of the mower engine through my ear protectors.  For two hours I mowed, sweated, and let my mind wander.

It was the best thing I could have done.  The first half hour I’ll admit that I was still upset about my day but the more I worked all that faded away.  I started to think about my family and how blessed I am.  My thoughts drifted towards my blog and new ideas and goals I have for it.  I also thought about buy modafinil asia.

By the time I was done the stress of my day had been erased and replaced with a sense of accomplishment.

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Yesterday taught me that the best way to get over a bad day is with a little sweat and time to let my mind wander.

What are some ways you cope with a bad day?

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Yesterday I woke up to one of the best sounds a parent can hear.  The sound of Legos.  If you have kids or have ever played with Legos yourself  you know that sound.  The one they make as you dig through the bucket searching for the perfect piece.

Why do I love that sound?  How come it didn’t make me mad for waking me up?

It’s because I knew my daughter was in her room playing and being creative.  She wasn’t distracted by mind numbing gadgets.  There was no computer, television, or tablet.  She was at the Lego table I made her building her own creations.

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I stayed in bed for awhile listening to the sound of her playing and then went to investigate.  I was curious to see what she was making.

“It’s a wedding”, she proclaimed  proudly when asked what she was working on.   It sure was.   She had the bride and groom right up front.  The Pastor and a crowd of people to watch the nuptials were also included.   There was even a horse drawn carriage ready to carry off the newly married couple.

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On the same table she also made houses for her Gingerbread Man and Yeti minifigures.

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I remember loving Legos as a kid and I’m glad my daughter has found an interest in them too.  Yep.  I love the sound Legos make.  The sound I make after stepping on one?  Not so much.

What was your favorite childhood toy?