is whenever you have an idea or two and you have time and concentration enough to incarnate them into words and see how they run.
On this damp chilly morning, under a pale sun that seems to have come to a complete stop, I'm waiting to drive down to the office till the worst of the drive-time has come and gone. Too early to do follow-up calls with prospects - especially on a Monday. Not a way to endear yourself to strangers who are not, in fact, waiting for your phone call.
Back to the topic of complaining, I realized that, although in the privacy of my own brain or sometimes in conversation with my wife I will bluntly catalog my troubles, I've actually gotten fairly adept at shaking it all off and moving forward. Or at least presenting that performance to the world at large.
And I began to wonder, when did this particular skill kick in?
Answer: when I became a parent.
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