I walked into the bathroom this morning, saw the empty toilet paper roll, and felt the beginning flutter of anger. Why couldn’t he just replace the empty toilet paper roll after he used it all up?
I started to map out the talk I was going to have with my partner. I wanted to be primed with the words to show how I annoyed I was, how angry I was about this little thing!
This little thing… I stopped myself. Why was I so fed up over this little thing?
Such a minor thing… why let it take control of my mood and ruin my morning?
Sure, it’s the little things that matter. But some little things don’t need to matter.
You only need to hold onto the little things that make a big difference.