Dang! I said, as I stumbled and grabbed the windshield on the back of the car.  “If I had known this artificial knee was going to be this much trouble, I would never have gotten it!”

Ouch! That was a complaint, eh?

My client who was walking beside me, caught my elbow and righted me.  I smiled, with more than a little chagrin, and got into my car.  I sat as quietly as I could, letting that little moment of negatitivty release from my consciousness.  Yes,  I had uttered a complaint.  I felt the brief wave of defeat waft over me.

But I let it go. It had been a long day, I was tired, and I put just the tiniest speck of gripe out there.  Had it been a bigger burst, I might be justifying it but instead, I’m learning and remembering why I started this journey.

2 thoughts on “Dang!

  1. Linda C Overton

    Sometimes we can’t help a little slip. I think you are really doing a great job. I am not sure I could even go a week without complaining let alone a whole year. Keep up the good work!

  2. Pat

    Okay, I have an idea. You get at least one bitch per month, and you waited until the 30th to use January’s. And look at the bright side: February has only 28 days!


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