The other day, I got to thinking: if I’ve decided that I’m gonna shut down the Negative Nancy in my head, why would I want to endure that same — or worse — type of negative energy from anyone else?

You know how it is – someone around you starts talking about her boss and how she doesn’t like him. That morphs into how no one else at her job understands her, which somehow turns into a slightly maniacal tirade about everything that’s wrong with her life. Puh-leeze! Enough already.

My first line of defense is to turn and walk away. I don’t want that pessimism polluting my space. Not now. Not today. Not ever.