It’s been awhile since I’ve read Mark Haddon’s The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time, but I’ll be reading it again in a few weeks for my class, so look out for another post about the book itself then.
In the meantime, today’s been a rough day for me. It’s been one of those days where nothing seems to go my way and everything I’ve tried to do has been thwarted in some way. Nothing big, just a combination of things going on in my life that was making me feel like I was a pot ready to boil over.
As I walked to my car from campus I was grouchy and grumbly, and irritably responded to the few texts that had accumulated while I furtively attempted to catch up on some reading at the library, so as not to have completely wasted my time on campus. As I got in my car and headed toward the exit I noticed there were five red cars parked in a row. And I thought, “today is a Super Good Day.”
I can’t quite remember Christopher’s rationale from The Curious Incident about why the more red cars that are in a row, the better the day will be, but I did remember the “Black Day” rationale. Christopher didn’t like objects (cars, food, etc.) that were brown or yellow because that’s the color of excrement. And I agree.
So, in that moment when I was pulling out of the parking lot and saw all those red cars sitting together in a row I thought, “This is the turning point for the day. You can either let what’s done continue to shape the outcome of the rest of the day or you can get over it and let it be a Super Good Day despite the excrement that’s happened to you.” While it didn’t turn out to be a Super Good Day, it certainly didn’t continue as a Black Day, and that’s all you can really ask for, right?