All day long we make choices..big ones, small ones, pivotal ones, insignificant ones..
Should I eat this?
Should I do this?
Should I say this?
As I was loading mom’s BJ’s purchases into my car yesterday I realized I had missed “zapping” her bottle of vitamins at the self check-out. I guess they were hidden underneath the mega pack of paper towels.
“Crap!” I thought to myself, “mom’s already in the car, she’s gonna be so aggravated..she already mistrusts self check-out and this will really seal the deal..”
Not gonna lie, I stared at that (expensive) bottle, and for a second (or three) considered my options. It wasn’t about the money- it was about the annoying, inconvenient consequences of my dumb mistake.. ugh! I started thinking of reasons why it wouldn’t be such a big deal if…
“Mom..” I said, “I need to see the receipt.”
“Is something wrong?” she asked as she dug into her purse. “Yes,” I muttered “I’m pretty sure I forgot to pay for the vitamins; I need to run back in.”
And I did.
Once again, the right thing was the hard(er) thing..the inconvenient thing.
Kinda like getting dressed early this chilly morning and taking my dog out for her walk.
I’d like to say it’s the “goodness” in me that propels me to do what is right..but honestly, sometimes it’s just not wanting to feel regret..
Does the source of our motivation to “do the right thing” always matter..?