So today I spent the day doing PROPER vlogging for the first time ever (film coming soon) with some friends at the Lee Valley Water Centre. I'm literally just back through the door and am buzzing from all the fun that I had. (I was learning to CANOE and so really can't wait to get the vlog online!). But if I'm honest, the day did not start nearly that well.
After a relatively easy drive up to Essex, we hopped out of the car about a mile away from where we needed to be so that the boys could use their drone and get the camera kit ready, so I, not wanting to be left out, followed suit.
What I didn't realise when I got back in the car, was that I had actually left my camera on the roof and so, when we were ushered round the corner and into the car park, it flew off onto the road. #ultimatefail. Miraculously the camera was fine, the memory card on the other hand, wasn't, since it had been run over.
Now that's almost more upsetting for me. It was full of not only footage from that morning but also photos from my birthday in the Isle Of Man, my summer with my friends and countless photos of Bua which YES, I should have backed up, but I didn't and there is nothing I can do about that now.
It was one of those things that has the potential to ruin your day completely and utterly, like oversleeping your alarm and not having time to shower, dropping your phone in the pool on holiday or putting a red tea towel in with your white wash. Sometimes the things even more subtle than that, the little annoyances that you don't even see building up until BAM, you've ruined your whole day by being totally and utterly foul to everyone for a reason that you can't quite put your finger on.
But it's worth remembering, that these things can only ruin your day if you allow them to.
In the moment that I realised that my memory card was ruined and all that footage was lost, what was I going to do about it? Chase down the person that had run it over and have a go at them? Beat myself up for making a mistake? Cry over it? To what avail? None, there was nothing I could do about it, and all that was left to do was crack on.
Which, I do understand is not always the easiest thing in the world to do. Breaking down in the pissing rain in a part of the country that you know nothing about in the dark is not the type of situation that you want to laugh at. You can't imagine yourself making it to drinks that evening and smiling about the day that you've had and you definitely don't envisage it going down in your huge mental 'greatest hits album'.
And let's face it, that's fair enough. But that still doesn't mean that you need to ruin your day. After all, there is some middle ground between despair and sheer joy, perhaps just see if you can't slot yourself somewhere in the middle.
There is that age old expression "there's no use crying over spilled milk" which is fabulously true. BUT. There are of course those days when you can't help it, it's too much and when you open the fridge and milk pours all over the floor the tears just explode out of you. This post won't help with those days I'm afraid, cause I still have them and have not found the answer yet. But it might help with the days when the spilled milk doesn't make you fall into hysterical tears, rather just causes a small angry fire in the butterfly nest in the centre of your stomach.
For those moments, there is something we can do. And that is very simply to take a second, to look at the situation and establish if you can laugh at it. If you can, do so, quickly because that will help. Then take a deep breath, establish if there is anything that you can do in that moment to make it better, if so, do it. If there isn't, count to ten, work out the implications of your problem, is it really the end of the world or is it just an inconvenience?
No, things haven't gone quite as we planned, and that is annoying, of course it is. But is it worth ruining your day for? Is anything?
So, the next time you drive off with your camera on the roof and it falls off and your memory card gets run over, take a leaf out of my book laugh until you feel like crying. And then when you're about to cry, stop yourself, and realise that really, in the grand scheme of life, this is not the end of the world, there's sweet fuck all that you can do about something that has already happened and that really, when all is said and done, there is no use crying over spilled milk.