I keep talkin' and talkin' about balance. I want balance. I crave balance. Yada yada yada.....
Now, anyone that knows me, knows that's more than just being able to walk across a room without falling - although that would be nice too. No, I'm talkin' balance in my life.
I realized something as I, once again, lay awake in the middle of the morning. 3:00am seems to be my golden hour anymore. But, as I lay there, reviewing my day yesterday and planning for today, I realized I've got it. I have balance. And it's my own fault.
Let me explain.
Last week rocked. I had time to focus on issues and I was knockin' 'em out like they were flies in a kitchen. This weekend? A wonderful, relaxing time. Putterin', cleanin, catching up with friends.
Yesterday? Holy mother of all things sacred. To say it sucked wet socks would be the understatement of the century. I dealt with lost shipments, missed shipments, late quotes, bankruptcy, firings, hirings, backstabbing - it was like I was living in a soap opera, for cryin' out loud.
Well this morning it hit me. It all balanced out. I couldn't have had the fabulous week I did last week and not expect ANY bad.
But I couldn't help but wish the weeks had been reversed. Today? Today my company's largest customer is coming. It's a very big deal. It's VERY important that everything go just right. Oh, I'm not really involved, as they aren't MY customer. But still, I gotta do the "Lunch Show", so I'm just a bit worried that my whole Balance Theory might actually come into play.
Damn folks - it's true. You really do have to be careful what you wish for! Now let's just hope I don't trip and fall during the show. That's ALL I need.......