It Goes On
This has been one of those days (one of those weeks, actually) that tests you.
That puts you through the ringer just to spit you out the other end.
Not only have I been insanely busy with important work obligations, but I have been sick as a dog, my son has decided to give up napping, my husband has been called across the country on a last-minute business trip and I can’t taste my coffee…or my wine.
Today I was exhausted and stressed and typically, I would handle that by curling up into a ball of bitchy and calling it a day.
But for some reason, somehow, I didn’t have that in me.
The traffic jam that was making me late for a client event was out of my hands. The sleepless night I had could only mean tonight will be sleep-full. The brief conversation I had with an acquaintance that left me feeling a little uncomfortable…that was her issue, not mine.
I had a surprisingly zen approach to a very un-zen like couple of days and I realized yet again that while what the universe was throwing my way may be in its control, how I choose to deal with it is in mine.
And I chose, for the most part, to take it in stride. To understand that some days (and nights) are tougher than others. That some projects aren’t always perfect. That some people are just not your type.
And that life goes on, regardless.
That whether or not I choose to curse at the traffic gods and panic over a missed deadline or simply look at it all with a little smile and a calm demeanor is entirely up to me.
I am turning 36 next week and I have spent a better part of those 36 years being anxious and stressed about the small, insignificant daily obstacles that – at the end of the day – have been nothing but little bumps in my road.
And now that I see them as nothing more (remember: big deal or little problem?), the road ahead looks much smoother.
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