If you step in mud, do you walk straight into the house?
Probably not.
You likely wipe your shoes on a door mat, and take them off before you go inside.
Mud is obvious. It’s easy to see. And in the grand scheme of things, easy to clean.
But there’s other, less obvious, types of “mud” that we pick up throughout our day—often without even realising it.
It’s the impatience we let get to us in the supermarket line. It’s the snarky comment from someone in the subway. It’s the colleague who refuses to collaborate.
The people we share our homes with don’t need us dragging in the literal and figurative mud of the day.
In the same way we wipe and take off our shoes, is there something you do to stop the figurative mud from entering the house?