If everyone were rich, no one would be. If everyone were happy, there’d be no joy. If everyone were sad, it wouldn’t exist. Both sides must exist for there to be a coin.
Today wasn’t the best of days for me. An alarm malfunction caused me to wake an hour late on a day when I needed to be a half hour early and plenty polished. I felt two steps behind, fatigued and spent. Friday is when the challenges stop coming and we get a break but knowing my Saturday was crammed full made me feel trapped. I drove home, a human time bomb. My left eyelid twitched to count off the seconds before I blew up.
As soon as I walked through the door I was met with a mess, a line in the complaint department, a yowling cat that wanted to be let in and a whining dog that wanted to get out. I lost it. Badness- words, temper, the works- jumped out and everyone fled but the stubborn, yowling cat.
Of course I felt bad. No one wants to be the villain and we are always justified in our shortcomings… in our minds. After I calmed down it hit me how lucky I was. A crappy day now means my mundane tomorrow will be great by comparison. Tomorrow is guaranteed to shine thanks to today’s gloom.
And then I realized… I don’t have to worry about whether I have a good day or bad. Twenty-four hours is way to much to manage all at once. All I have to do is make sure I have a good next minute, and then repeat that 1,440 times. If I fail, I get a brand new chance to try again in 60 seconds.
That seems more manageable.