Raindrops Keep Falling On Your Head
There’s an old joke my father used to tell.
A guy goes to the doctor and lifts his left arm over his head and says, “It hurts when I do this.” The doctor replies: “Don’t do that.”
I thought of this today as I was making coffee this morning. I cannot understand why someone hasn’t invented a coffee pot that doesn’t drip water down the pot when you are trying to pour it into the coffeemaker.
Anyway, I am pouring the water into the coffeemaker and the water is dripping down the side and onto the floor.
And, just like yesterday and the day before, there is a cat Niko, standing right below me, getting wet as the water drips on his head. He’s giving me a nasty look – the kind that says, “WTF??? Why is it raining in here???”
And I said to the complaining cat – “Why don’t you just stand someplace else?”
Like the doctor in the joke, if it hurts when you do that, don’t do that.
If it is raining on your head, get out of the rain.
Of course, there are times when you can’t avoid the rain.
Sometimes the nasty raindrops are coming from a family member you usually love, or from a boss at a job you can’t afford to give up right now.
And sometimes the rain is better than the tornado.
But there are times when you can easily just get out of the rain.
– You could read an infuriating tweet and just continue to scroll past.
– You could listen to a good audiobook when the traffic is bad.
– You could shut the TV off when the program is obnoxious.
– You can try a different hobby or sport if you aren’t having fun anymore.
And, easiest of all, you could just get our your umbrella.
Yes, there is rain that is unavoidable, but you still don’t have to get wet.
A lot of rain is that slow drip of criticism. You can take a drop or two, shake it off. But if you stand out in the criticism drizzle, eventually it will soak you through.
So get out your umbrella, your raincoat, your boots, and a hat.
The holidays are here. And along with all the love they bring, the festivities are bound to have their share of drizzles.
The kind of drizzles that say:
– Why aren’t you married yet?
– You shouldn’t let your children get away with that.
– You spend too much money.
– You’ve put on a little weight.
And my personal favorite (meaning just the opposite) – criticism of my taste.
– You liked that movie? I thought it was awful.
– Writing fiction is just a waste of time.
– I would never shop there.
– That’s not what I would call authentic Thai food.
You need a really big umbrella to keep those raindrops from spoiling your parade.
Your umbrella in this case is called self-assurance. Self-worth. The confidence to like what you like.
Eleanor Roosevelt once said, “No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.”
And that other great philosopher – my dog Theo – last week tweeted this:
You can get out of the rain.
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