I was standing in line at McDonalds (eew) getting food before my flight when I noticed a couple of people in Santa hats. i must admit, I got a little snarky in my head because I am not a Santa hat wearing kind of person unless it's a special, short, occasion. like passing out gifts or the Santa Crawl. My first thought was that I needed to send a text bitching about it, and my second thought was that there was nothing positive about that sort of behavior. That really, I was being an asshole.
Fast forward a couple of hours and I have landed. As I exited the terminal towards the baggage claim area, I noticed a small group of people all in Santa and elf hats waiting for someone. Seeing them there made me smile. And I thought that it was a little sad that they weren't my family because that's the sort of crazy I love.I'm sure they have no idea what I was grinning at.
Complete turn around from my earlier thinking? Yes. But I can accept that. I was being crankypants and I can be thankful for two things.
I didn't spread the bad attitude.
I found joy in an unexpected place
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Well done. I just took a walk in the neighborhood and put down all the smiling faces to the Christmas spirit. It wasn't till I got home that I remembered I was wearing my new knitted Giraffe Head hat.
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