There is a shop not too far from where we live that has all sorts of text signs/wall decor. Most of them convey attitude, and all of them are at least kind-of funny. The shop is a butcher shop called DD Meats and they boast the largest selection of BBQ sauces and hot sauces in the area. They also carry some gifts such as t-shirts, bacon-print wallets and other odds-n-ends. One day, while stuck in my own head and obsessing yet again over something I can do NOTHING about, I went into the shop to pick up something for dinner. As I stared blankly into the meat case in front of me, I heard a vivacious blonde behind the counter holler out “Can I get a HELL YEAH?”. The rest of the place erupted in a chorus of “HELL YEAH!!!”, and I snapped out of my distracted place, laughing. The blonde winked at me and then helped me with my order. We chit-chatted a bit, and as I left, I realized she’d snapped me out of my mental OCD-du jour…and she’d done it on purpose.
I am one of THOSE people too. Perhaps it’s a Super Hero complex, but I have a tendency to swoop in when someone is showing signs of distress and I try to help get them back on track. That’s what the woman at the butcher shop did for me, and she did it so simply. I am by nature an over-thinker, and redirecting simply hadn’t come easily to me for years. It really comes down to letting go and trusting one’s instincts. Will they be right 100% of the time? Of course not! But I’m more apt to move in the ‘right’ direction and FORWARD if I act on my instincts rather than obsessing over all the possible scenarios and potential outcomes. I am not crippled by possibilities. I’m ignited by them.
Now, can I get a HELL YEAH?