On Mondays I always dress nice for work. Nicer than most other days. I figure Mondays are bad enough as it is. Looking in the mirror and seeing that I look like crap doesn't make that any better!
So today, when I got to the office someone told me I look beautiful. Ok so it was my boss is who is a woman. But still, it was nice to hear.
I got to thinking how nice it is to receive a compliment. From anyone really. I hold no bias. There are those you can tell who are doing it just because they want something from you. Those types of compliments I don't enjoy (since what they are saying is probably all garbage anyways), but all others are fine by me.
I love complimenting people too. The look that people get when you tell them you like their shirt, or that their hair looks nice is priceless. So I give compliments freely. If I like something on someone, I'll tell them. It usually makes them happy, and makes me happy for making them happy. It's a win win situation.
Whenever Jimmy and I get in a fight I make us take turns telling each other things we like about the other person. Almost immediately the angry feelings go away.
I think the world could use more compliments. How can you not like someone who is saying nice things to you? Maybe I’ve discovered the key to world peace…
On a different topic, I've also discovered a perk of teaching sunbeams. They actually want to be around me. Yesterday, a couple of them were fighting over who got to sit next to me.
Hmm... This is new. The other primary class I taught was 7 year olds. They were too cool to want to have anything to do with me.
But these 3 year olds are desperate for my attention.
That is until 3 minutes into my lesson when they start wiggling and stop listening. Then they are still desperate, just to get out of church rather than be near me.
Waiting for James to arrive!
3 years ago