Discipline

This little mini-resolution to blog and stay positive for 2 weeks basically comes down to discipline- doing the things I should be doing (and want to be doing in better time) even when I don't want to. So we're doing ok on the blog thing. There has at least been a blog everyday (even if, admittedly, some are a little crappy). Keeping things positive- eh, we're sort of on track.
    At the risk of way too much disclosure, I know I am totally hormonally off wack because I recently got an IUD put in (no babies here). I have definitely been moodier and bitchier over the past several weeks. Add the hormone imbalance to my already strong proclivity towards negativity and you end up with a really fun hurricane of critical, bitchy behavior. Counter-acting that hurricane with good intentions is turning out to be much harder than I thought.
    "Live in such a way that if someone spoke badly about you, no one would believe it," (quote stolen from Pinterest- not sure of the origin). Man, I want that to describe me. I am just really not a nice person. I want to be nice, and I think discipline to train myself to be nice is finally helping.
    I teach a preschool dance class. I just don't love working with little kids. I prefer middle schoolers, and I haven't worked with preschoolers in years. This is the sort of gig that I would have bitched and complained about (and I probably have complained on my bad days). But for the last couple of months, before I go to teach the class, I try to take some calming moments and remind myself "I get to do what I love- I get to teach young people to perform and get paid for it." I have also disciplined myself to say to my classes, "I am so happy to be here. I have the best job in the world because I get to come here and teach you and do theater ALL DAY!" And you know what? Those preschoolers walk into class every week, give me a huge hug, and tell me how much they love my dance class. They think I'm nice, and beautiful and a famous actress. How can you be jaded and critical when you're around a group of kids who adore you and overlook your faults?