Guess what? You’re not all that . . . sorry to break the news to you.
I have never thought I was “all that,” but there have been moments when I knew I had MY stuff together and the person next to me, metaphorically speaking, needed to get it together.
There are a couple of people in my life that I call my “chin checkers.” These are my go-to girls (shout out to @kalipeach, @morethanamom, @creativityflows19, @fashionablyfly) when I may need to get called out about my thoughts and attitude – quickly. They tell me the truth and I appreciate their candor about this thing we call life.
I had a rude reawakening this past week when I flew off the handle over a conversation- I knew I was right and they had to get it together . . . not so.
One thing I am big on is doing what you say with no excuses because people don’t care about your excuses; they want the job done and for you to follow through. I had planned my part of this ordeal, had my stuff together (so I thought) but then there was an issue with timing and Murphy’s Law showed up. You know the rest of the story.
I was d-o-n-e.
I have a tendency to go from 0 to 100 in about 0.001 seconds when you push the wrong buttons. But I am working on it, trust the process. So I called fashionablyfly. She checked me (nicely!) and handed me some words of wisdom: “Well . . . you’ll know the next time, for this particular client, allow for much more time. Put them in the ‘special box’ and don’t get upset.”
She was right. What I thought was enough time, clearly was not. Grrrr. I was the one with crust on my face. She also mentioned “not walking in offense,” but we’ll save that for another day.
Sometimes, you need to slow your roll and think about the issue. You can only be in control of yourself. And people, like me, need to be told sometimes or checked. It’s reality.
Besides, a crusty face isn’t cool. And I’m too cute and smart for that anyway.
Because the sun always comes out after the rain . . .