At a construction site in the Midwest, all the workers would sit down together for lunch. Every day Brian would open his lunch pail and complain. “Son if a gun, not pb&j again! I hate peanut butter and jelly!”

He whines about his peanut butter and jelly everyday until finally one day another worker said “for cripes sakes Brian, if you hate pb&j have your wife make you something different!”

Brian said “what do you mean, wife? I’m not married. I make my own sanwhiches.”

Our lives are created by us :-). Complaints usually hold no merit. Get busy forging the life we want and forget about bitching about “sandwiches”

-Adapted from the book “The Way of the Peaceful Warrior”