Oh snap, I have been skating the edge, people.
You know those days you have when you are just snap-happy? No, I did not write slap-happy, I wrote snap-happy.
I have been loving to snap. I am talking that seemingly uncontrollable nasty lash of emotional sh*t that seeps out of your mouth at a moment’s notice. I feel my brows furrow, my jaw tighten and shoulder tense and there I go, SNAP.
And who feels the whiplash the most from these nasty snaps?
The ones closest in distance to the heart and/or vicinity of space.
I mean, WATCH OUT: friendly passersby in the street in the way of my evening run, WATCH OUT: man driving oversized Ford truck too fast in his car behind my Vespa, most definitely WATCH OUT: dear boyfriend, and WATCH OUT: little, innocent dog, Bear.
How is it that we can take a bad day, a bad hair cut, a blemish or a broken toenail and somehow shift, switch and shove it as blame on to other people?
I am like Rice Krispies over here… SNAP, KRACKLE, POP!
Been there before? No? I don’t believe you.
And as I sit here and write about the emotion, the feeling, the who, the blame game, the body triggers and the irritation; I realize that I have not taken a moment to truly recognize and realize what is making me so snappy.
Take a minute. Take 2 minutes to recognize and realize why you might snap here, snap there, snap everywhere. Recognize in the here, there and everywhere that the common denominator is Y-O-U.
And here I go, I can switch gears and realize that somehow, someway, that boyfriend and dog I love to snap at, still love me. As Chris sits ever-so-patient next to me and Bear curls up on the other side, I can say sorry for the attitude, right now. I can recognize that hungry me is irritable. I know that when I don’t work out and sweat it out, I am cranky to the max. And when the cup runneth over, the stress does, too.
Take the time to recognize and realize what the snap?
And, tomorrow is a new day to try it a bit of a different way.
Tried and true ideas to UN-snap:
get on the yoga mat, a run with the dog, a great 80’s song, a sweet kiss, a delicious snack, a deep breath, a glass of vino, a romp in the sheets, write a blog post, read a blog post, a bike ride, and/or, perhaps a good book…
I say, less Rice Krispies reaction, more love.
How do you UN-snap?