The details may be different but we have all experienced those moments when a tiny little inconsequential something manages to sour our mood. That morning, it was an episode starring a toast. I felt my fragile morning state turn left, my thoughts darkening as if I had suddenly decided to accessorize with a gray cloud instead of a scarf. It is easy to get pulled by our inner drama queens who want to spend OUR days doing nothing more than re-living the emotions generated from a toast episode.
We sit in the car but I do not drive.
"I want to reset," I tell my daughters. "I'm setting my button to have a happy, fun and wonderful day."
I hear the echoes of agreement in the back, one chooses to set her invisible reset button to fun while the other simple chooses to reset it without setting. It is not the first time we go through this mental exercise of re-shifting emotions. It always works. On three, we shout reset together. I crank the music, my daughter tells a joke and the day begins again.