…are always better with a smile, no?
Every morning as I walked out the door as a teenager my dad told me to “make it a great day.” I am pretty sure I rolled my eyes about half the time, but really, there’s a lot of truth to that little statement. We choose to be happy. & when I need a reminder…I call his voicemail. Because it still says that. Ten years later. ;)
So happy Monday. Go make it a great day. :)