Keep walking

I had to walk my two incorrigible dogs today, each of them pulling in two opposite directions like some kind of medieval torture device, then wrapping around my legs, trying their best to trip me the whole way. Add to that my allergies flaring up and the fact that I only had one poop bag for two animals and well, I was pretty exasperated. I was tired and wished I'd never gone on the dumb walk in the first place. And that's when something neat happened. As I started to turn back towards my house, I heard a voice deep inside me say "Keep walking." So instead of retreating home, I decided to keep walking around another block. And then another. And then I thought that maybe I was supposed to keep walking because I was going to see something amazing ...and I did see a pretty cool cactus flower about the size of an outspread hand. Which was more nice than amazing. I also saw a taco bell coke cup, lid and straw that had obviously been thrown out a window and was now strewn across a nice lawn. So I thought about how my mom would say "leave a place nicer than how you found it" and I picked up the trash and then I saw a recycling bin and thought of how my hubby loves to recycle, so I threw it in. And it made me feel good. Such a small thing and somehow it turned my bad mood right around. I've never thought of garbage as amazing before, but in that moment it was. That old grumpiness just couldn't keep up with me on such a long walk, and it was nice to leave him in the dust.