Today, I couldn’t muster the desire to get out of the car or walk into the office building. Sitting in the passenger side (of my best friend’s ride), I turned to my husband and admitted, “The team is going out to lunch today. I don’t want to go.”
He looked at me and said, “Then don’t.”
I proceeded to list the pros and cons of my situation–why I shouldn’t go, what was expected of me, why it would be weird if I didn’t go–all the while falling further down the rabbit hole of small issues morphing into big problems.
He listened semi-patiently. And after I exhausted myself, though also procrastinated going to work, he pat my leg. “It doesn’t matter. This isn’t a big deal. Most things aren’t a big deal,” he said.
That really struck me: most things aren’t a big deal.
Logically, I know it’s not a big deal. Morally, I understand there are worse problems in the world; nonetheless, I managed to wring myself into a stress puddle over a work lunch.
It’s a nice reminder and a necessary reality check to hear the little things, in fact most things, aren’t a big deal.
All too often, we get caught up in our woes and troubles. We sweat the small stuff because it feels like a big deal in the moment. But will I remember the day I did/didn’t go to lunch with the co-workers? Probably not.