As I've mentioned before, I don't find much value in dwelling on the negative. But some days events conspire to bring me down. Last Thursday was one of those days.
My rock star sleeper of a babe was up at 2:30am, 3:30am, and 4:30am with a triple digit temperature and in dire need of comfort. When the rest of the world had awoken, I sought to cheer her up with a trip to the zoo, but the outing led to frustration as traffic snarls extended a reliably 15 minute drive to nearly an hour in a barely moving car. On the way home, I stopped to get gas and did not discover the nozzle was broken until it locked - spraying gas all over the side of my car, the sidewalk, and me. It was not shaping up to be a good day.
Shortly after putting the babe down for a nap, I pulled out my computer to start working on a project with a tight deadline. No sooner had I opened the document than she woke up. I sighed, resigning myself to the fact that no work would be accomplished. I put down the computer, scooped up a babe, and sat down in the recliner. Immediately my typically too-busy-to-cuddle baby threw her arms around my neck, and moments later she was breathing heavily, fast asleep. With my computer, phone, and planner nowhere within reach, I had no choice but to sit still. And while I thought briefly about the missed window of productivity, I quickly realized that no work was as important in the moment than comforting my girl, and no feeling could be sweeter.
Next time the events of your day seem stacked against you, can you identify a redeeming moment? Can you find the good in a not-so-good day?