{"id":8897,"date":"2018-02-13T22:41:38","date_gmt":"2018-02-14T04:41:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/?p=8897"},"modified":"2018-02-13T22:41:58","modified_gmt":"2018-02-14T04:41:58","slug":"was-it-a-bad-day-or-was-it-a-bad-five-minutes-you-milked-all-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/was-it-a-bad-day-or-was-it-a-bad-five-minutes-you-milked-all-day\/","title":{"rendered":"Was It A Bad Day? Or Was It A Bad Five Minutes You Milked All Day"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u201cWas it a bad day? Or was it a bad five minutes you milked all day.\u201d<\/span> \u00a0– unknown<\/p>\n

Boy that question really hits ya doesn\u2019t it?\u00a0 Because we\u2019ve all done that before \u2013 we\u2019ve had something bad happen during our day and we then allowed it to become the focus of the rest of our day. We wallowed in our misery making ourselves believe we were justified for doing so.<\/p>\n

Perhaps we hit the snooze button more than we were supposed to that morning and we let that five minutes of a late start to our day turn into our excuse for being miserable the rest of that day.\u00a0 Or perhaps it was that five minutes of road rage we felt when someone cut us off in traffic on the way to work and we spent the rest of our day of feeling ticked off at anyone and everyone else who happened into our day. Or perhaps it was those five minutes when a manager didn\u2019t recognize you in the company meeting and you decided you hated your job the rest of the day. Or perhaps it was the five minutes when your spouse forgot to pick-up your dry cleaning and it became your excuse for acting annoyed with them the rest of the day.<\/p>\n

I fully admit I\u2019ve milked five bad minutes for the entire day a time or two\u2026or three\u2026 Let\u2019s get real here – we\u2019ve all done it! \u00a0And answering that question \u201cWas it a bad day? Or was it a bad five minutes you milked all day?\u201d totally forces us to take a look at how often we actually tend to do that.<\/p>\n

How ridiculous is it for us to take those five bad minutes and allow ourselves to turn them into an entirely bad day?!\u00a0 Where’s the happiness in doing that?!\u00a0 What we need to be doing is realizing that those bad five minutes were just that \u2013 five bad minutes.\u00a0 And we literally control our own ability to keep those five bad minutes confined to their five minute window, because we have the choice to tell ourselves it was just five bad minutes, and those five minutes are now, thank heavens, behind us, and isn\u2019t it awesome that we still have another 1435 minutes left to CELEBRATE THE FANTASTIC DAY still ahead of us?!!<\/p>\n

Rather than using our milk to wallow in misery, I say we use our milk to dunk cookies into….mmmm ya gotta love soggy cookies…plus they’re far more satisfying\u00a0 \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

~Amy Rees Anderson<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

\u201cWas it a bad day? Or was it a bad five minutes you milked all day.\u201d \u00a0– unknown Boy that question really hits ya doesn\u2019t it?\u00a0 Because we\u2019ve all done that before \u2013 we\u2019ve had something bad happen during our day and we then allowed it to become the focus of the rest of our […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":6387,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[16469,395,16464,14861,500,204,16460,16458,6751,1965,5857,5686,16462,16457,16467,11,16468,1034,16466,1526,544,3509,4832,112,355,7591,416,16459,149,16461,16465,16455,16456,16463],"class_list":["post-8897","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-1440-minutes-in-a-day","tag-amy-rees-anderson","tag-angry-at-spouse","tag-anti-responsibility","tag-appreciation","tag-awesome","tag-bad-drivers","tag-cut-off-in-traffic","tag-dont-look-back","tag-frustrated","tag-get-over-it","tag-justified","tag-late-start","tag-late-to-work","tag-make-it-a-great-day","tag-marriage","tag-milked-it","tag-move-on","tag-personal-responsibility","tag-recognition","tag-relationships","tag-ridiculous","tag-road-rage","tag-self-improvement","tag-silly","tag-sleep-in","tag-spouse","tag-stupid-drivers","tag-success","tag-traffic-jam","tag-wallow-in-misery","tag-was-it-a-bad-day","tag-was-it-a-bad-five-minutes-you-milked-all-day","tag-woke-up-late"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8897","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8897"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8897\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8899,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8897\/revisions\/8899"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/6387"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8897"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8897"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8897"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}