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Not gon’ lie. I wanted to pack my shit and leave.
Peace da fuck out.
It started off bad as soon as I walked through the door, but I was determined to shape my attitude for good.
It is Wonderful Wednesday, after all.
The day started with me talking with Dashaun about our vision as a family and having a positive mindset throughout the day. See, he’s having a hard time right now with work, and so I talk to him about his attitude and actions. If he continues thinking hes going to have a bad day, he will. If you’re anticipating problems before you even walk through the door, most likely your day will be filled with them.
When he’s energetic and happy, I feed off him. So, naturally I want him to feel the same from me. We talked this morning and said a few affirmations. He’s a work in progress though.
By the time I started having a challenging day, I felt like I couldn’t share it with him. The last thing I wanted to do was bring him down to my negativity.
Some shit went down between my boss and me. We had a real difference of opinion on some matters. I maintained my composure and remained professional through the exchange so I am proud about that.
However, although I left with a smile on my face, inside I was seething. I walked back to my office defeated. My day wasn’t supposed to start off this way. I have been working on my personal crisis management and I knew that stuff like this happened with my boss all the time. The difference in each situation is how I handle it.
I started bringing myself to my calm place and focusing on the power of now. I was not going to rehash or relive it in my mind on replay. I was not going to give in to a bad attitude. Been there, done that. This day was new and I was determined not to focus on what was going wrong.
Personal crisis management is what I refer to when shit happens to me and I have or in the process of making a plan to deal with it. This situation with my boss wasn’t new. In fact, I anticipated this interaction. Now, I wasn’t hoping for this, but I wanted to be in a calm mind once I was face to face. I started with affirmations, declarations, and incantations. I mean absolutely nothing was going to stop me from being prepared to deal with anything coming my way.
During my interaction with my boss, although we straddled different sides, I made sure to stay professional and calm. I was steadfast, firm, and quiet. I made sure to settle my body language. I didn’t want to be angry black woman. I exhibited control and confidence. I oozed don’t fuck with me-ness.
I left the room, proud that the things I had been doing to work on me was working internally and externally. I was setting myself up for success.
I walked back to my office quietly but with dignity that allowed me to hold my head high without regret.
Work was tough, but I was stronger.
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