The Wrong Number...

Don't think I can't laugh at myself? How's this for a 'it could only happen to Mik' I'm in the bathroom blowing my nose, still trying to shake off the effects of this cold/sore throat that I've been dealing with... I blow my nose so physically hard that my cell phone falls out of my hooded sweatshirt and falls into and down the toilet... How about them apples? It happened so fast, my eyes had no time to get big with the shock of what happened... No but(t)s about it... I still am stunned thinking about it... At first, I was very upset. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that nothing I did could change what happened. So again, I faced a choice. Either I could let something so silly dictate my mood. Or, I could laugh at it and even though I don't have money to be buying new cell phones whenever I want, I would be okay and get another phone and just relax and enjoy the peace and quiet. I chose the latter and I'm doing much better. I wanted to be upset but since I was by myself, there was no one to be angry at... So I closed my eyes and thought about God and saying 'okay, I'm letting go of my anger and letting you deal with it.' I couldn't let go and take it back when I wanted to have a pity party. I had to let it go... completely... end of story... the end. Well, after that, I'm feeling okay. My change of mind allowed me to let God change my heart. I'm still smarting over losing my cell phone. But I am at peace, I'm in control, and I am happy. I am now broke, but I am happy...