“Nothing is permanent in this wicked world, not even our troubles.” ~ Charlie Chaplin
I woke in an unsettled state. Usually some yoga and meditation before I leave the house will set me right. Not today. In fact, I felt more like I was going over Niagara Falls over and over and over again. Meetings, constant interruptions, technical problems, they swirled into that perfect storm I never want to be in because that’s when I make mistakes. Sure enough, I made a mistake, and even though it can be fixed, it’s just more work that I didn’t need on a day when I didn’t need it. While beating myself to a pulp over it, out loud which in itself is odd, one of the two very kind young women in my employ bluntly and without malice asked, “Are you perfect?” I almost laughed. Bullseye. I’m the one that’s usually preaching ‘perfect is the enemy of good enough’. I am the opposite of perfect. It’s time to lighten up. What a hard lesson today has been, but I am so very, very thankful for it. I’ll fix that mistake in the morning, and then I think I’ll take those “Yoda” girls for a thank you coffee. Charlie was right: nothing is permanent, not even our troubles.