I was recently given a book called "Don't Sweat the Small Stuff...and It's All Small Stuff." I guess I always sweat the small stuff? And people notice enough to indirectly tell me to stop? All remarks aside, I do think I sweat the small stuff all the time. I stress about being a minute late to class or when the pool is locked. The list could go on for a while. But now I whisper to myself "don't stress the small stuff" when I'm rushing to get places or when I'm in the pool. It has become my mantra. I have even started telling people to stop sweating the small stuff. Isn't that the pot calling the kettle black?!?
So a few days after I received the book, I headed down to South Campus. Usually I cut across the field because it is significantly shorter. However, when I got to the far gate, it was locked. Usually I would have been a little mad and flustered but that day I was much calmer. Backtracking wouldn't add much time to my trip so I took the glitch in stride and shrugged it off. See? I'm getting better at not stressing the small stuff.
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