The other day, while I was meditating, I guess my husband was watching me. I was just trying to start my day off with a little peace and zen. What I failed to realize was that when your family sees you meditate they tend to think that you are Gandhi. That somehow sitting in silence makes one exempt from encountering stupid, rude people through out the day. Well, I’m here to tell you that it doesn’t. What meditating does do, on occasion, is put things in their proper perspective which makes me laugh at life. But, I still deal with the same idiots we all encounter. The silly waitress who brings everyones food to the table except mine, then backs it up with the excuse that it’s the food runners fault, not hers. The person in front of me in Starbucks having a full on conversation on the phone, screaming so the entire cafe can hear. The gardener at the hotel who is hosing off the lounge chairs and gets me instead. I even sometimes still have to check the grown up person that is standing so close to me in line that they “accidentally” step on the back of my heel. Maybe “step off bitch” is a bit harsh. The point is, when I go out into the real world. however zen I may have been feeling when I left the house will inevitably be tested and sometimes I pass, and sometimes I fail. But I never stop trying to wake up and be the best person I can be.