I am not a big fan of snow. I wasn’t that fond of cold temps either until last winter when I figured out it’s much easier to do work outside when I’m not sweating like a pig. Do pigs sweat? Huh, I guess I’ll have to look that one up.
So when this little gem of a quote popped up in my Facebook feed I had to laugh. Back when I was working 40+ hours a week in a cube farm or at a retail store or a restaurant – well, you get the picture – the one thing I hated the absolute most was the snow. More specifically, driving in the snow.
And everyone knew it. There were days when I spent them just bitching and moaning and angry. All because the next big snow storm had hit or was on the way and would most likely add at least an hour to my commute time. Then there were the other drivers…
Oh, yeah, I’ve done my fair share of whining about the snow. But did it change the fact that it snowed? Did it change the fact that I would have to drive either to or from work in it? Did whining about something out of my control add anything positive to my day or anyone else’s for that matter?
And this is the beauty of stoicism. When we can learn that sometimes it’s just not worth losing our joy over the fleeting high we get from complaining. When we realize that our emotions are one of the few things we have control over. When we realize that letting our emotions lead us around by our noses it can only end in more pain and misery.
And sometimes – hell, most of the time – it’s best to live by the old adage, if you don’t have anything good to say, don’t say anything at all.