Lately, my temper has run rampant. Unmet expectations build frustration. Dobson barks. I tell him to stop. He doesn't. I get mad. I want to drive fast to work. I get behind a slow driver. I get mad. The time crunch hasn't helped. I'm stressing myself out.
During this morning's spell of road rage, I had one of those moments. You know the ones, where you actually see yourself acting like a jackass. "This is not the person I want to be," I thought to myself as I held up my middle finger to the gentleman who executed a tight passing maneuver over a double yellow line to leapfrog me and then the guy who was driving 35 mph in a 45 mph zone.
Boiled down, my frustration arises from not being able to do what I want do. The Tao Te Ching says, "Acting with no expectations, leading and not trying to control: this is a supreme virtue." Or as my grandma would say, "Hope in one hand, shit in the other, and see which one gets filled first."
The lesson is the same: I can't control what happens. I might as well make peace with that. It's time for an attitude adjustment.
Quitness Sells Out
So much for drowning my tears in the latest local beer. I reported Tuesday that Great Lakes Brewing Co. was releasing a limited edition beer to commemorate Cleveland's most recent sports related misery. Great Lakes tapped Quitness yesterday afternoon. It sold out last night.
