Today, I want to write about the little things that people do that makes me happy. I’m a news junkie, but lately, it’s all the same stuff – bashing the Presidential candidates. I’ve grown up watching the Olympics, and it’s always been my favorite thing on TV because I love getting to know the athletes and their back-story. This year, I can honestly say that I don’t know a single thing about anyone competing for team USA other than Michael Phelps, who I already know from previous games. That’s sad. They took an American tradition, something I grew up with, and have thrown it away so they can bash Donald Trump all day, every day.
I just got back from spending three weeks with a group of boys in Colorado. One of the sweetest things to come out of that experience were the thank you notes that I received from the boys once we got home. I’m one of those people that if you appreciate me, I want to do more and more for you. And a simple thank you, or a hand-written note, goes a long way with me. How can I fail to mention the incredibly thoughtful gifts that a mom sent me after my team mom duties in Colorado? Every gift was impeccably thought out, and it literally made me cry happy tears. When someone is so thoughtful, and doesn’t just send you something to check a box, it blows my mind. I’m not even sure she knows how much her thoughtfulness meant to me.
My husband and I recently went to check out the new bar/restaurant in Carmel Valley. I was ready for a night on the town with my husband and no kids (especially after the three weeks away). We walked in and, right away, two different people said they would help us and then they didn’t. Somehow, we got lost in the shuffle and before I knew it, people were walking in, standing in front of us, and getting seated. My blood pressure shot through the roof and I wasn’t sure whether to stay or leave or yell, but I was very upset. And then a guy with a big smile standing up front asked us if we needed help. I just stood there staring at him for a moment, not sure what to say. Should I flee? Should we give it a try?
We decided to stay because we were out and dressed and this doesn’t happen very often. As we sat, I still wasn’t convinced that I should be there. But as soon as we ordered our drinks, the manager came over and apologized. He told us that this is not the way they conduct business, he apologized and, most importantly, he wanted us to be happy and have a good experience. And on that note, he bought us our drinks and, once again, reiterated his sincere apologies and heartfelt desire for us to enjoy our night.
So it turns out that the manager literally turned my night around. Imagine holding that kind of power, simply through an act of kindness? Oddly enough, he didn’t even know what had set me off in the first place. But he knew that I wasn’t happy and he wanted to fix it. It was at that point that I started to look around at this new industrial-style restaurant, with a great patio, and noticed how cool this place was. It was like someone threw a light switch and I went from the dark side to the light side. I don’t know if that’s ever happened to any of you, where you are so annoyed that you don’t notice anything good around you. And then someone does something out of the ordinary and all of a sudden your mood changes, and you can see the good in everything. I know it sounds crazy, but it totally changed the course of my night with my husband, which could have really stunk. How could I not write this rant? We all have the ability to be nice and make someone happy. And for me, it’s the little things that mean so much.
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