I’m a sucker for a farmers market. Fresh veggies, baked treats, and all the local, organic, “I made this with my own two hands” products you can handle.
I always get flowers. I don’t care much about the type, I just want something colorful and fresh.
Without fail, I see someone walk by with a beautiful bouquet and think, I want THOSE.
But when I get to the stand, the flowers never look quite as good. The mix is a little different, or I could swear the bouquet I saw was bigger…
As they say, the grass is always greener.
We’ve all been in a restaurant and seen the server walk by with an amazing dish. Forget what you ordered, you want that.
The classic lesson is that what looks better may not be better in reality. That dish you wanted actually comes with an extra six trips to the bathroom, if you know what I mean.
Here’s what I wonder: what if the grass really is greener? What if it was the most delicious dish of the night (sans food poisoning) or the best bouquet really is in someone else’s arms?
Hear me out here, but I think that’s okay. Sometimes the grass is truly greener on the other side.
I want to be happy with what I have, and I bet you do too. That means accepting the outcome even if we do get the short end of the stick.
Instead of regretting our choices or kicking ourselves for a minor decision, we’re better served moving on.
You might not be able to stop comparing, but you can decide how much it bothers you.
To being better without sulking over fettuccine alfredo,
Elizabeth