Good thing...

We were up at least 5 times last night with our stuffy nosed sweety of a 2 year old.
He hates stuffy/runny noses. One minute it's running all over the place and the next you go to blow and nothing will come out. Quite annoying. I can understand why he was so miserable and frustrated.
As I lay back on my pillow for what felt like the millionth time last night, I thought to myself: "Self, it's a pretty darn good thing you went to bed as early as you did or you would be ever more tired than you are right now."

So it pays to go to bed early.

Also, Jeff and I read along as we watched this talk by Elder Holland again. It's incredible. We try to read it every couple of months as a reminder. (Here are some of my previous thoughts on it)
And wow. I have so much to work on.
But it helped. It helped me be more patient and kind in my speaking today. It helped me keep my mouth closed when I wanted to say something I shouldn't. It helped me turn a possibly-could-have-been-not-so-nice way of saying things into a postive-uplifting-was-very-nice comment instead.

So it's a good thing I read that too.

It's amazing how some very small choices made a huge difference in my day.