Some Days are Really Hard

4 hours in a room with 2 lawyers and a court reporter talking about something you don't remember is only the beginning. Now you try to salvage the remainder of your day only to be confronted by poor judgment leading to a full blown investigation bleeding into the recruiting process combined with 3 other investigations and a nuisance call. Surrender and get fast food while you drive homee. Get the wrong dinner and discover that error 15 miles from the restaurant. Give up and eat something you would NEVER order. Reach out to your leadership for support for the second day without a reply. Have a good cry and then another good cry. Call your spouse, then cry some more. Thank him for tolerating your lameness. Continue the three hour drive home. Call a friend in another time zone and finally find your Zen again. Emotions are our purest instinct and the home of our integrity. There is always a breaking point where our instinct tells us we can't continue without jeopardizing ourselves. That is where the "good cry" comes from. We have a need to protect our mental health and our fragile ego from the onslaught of humanity around us. A while back I wrote about the fact that the boss is human and that applies to hard days. Our human brains will eventually give up, no matter how lofty our job title. When it happens, we usually hide and work past it. Today, I came to the epiphany that this too shall pass. There is nothing for me to control that will fix it today. Tomorrow, the things I can control will get better and the remainder truly rests on someone else's shoulders. Some days are just really hard. Have a beer and a piece a chocolate!