One Of Those Days
I was awakened this morning by the phone.
Big damn crisis in a project I’m involved in.
Before my first cup of coffee — another call, another emergency.
Then I spilled my energy drink on my desk — one way to get it clean in a hurry, but I did it while fielding my third “the joint’s on fire!” phone call of the morning.
Spread out to dry the forty or so pages of important notes now drenced in selected vitamins and minerals and blended yogurt. Another call. Another disaster. My ear’s going numb.
Finally, a call from a friend. Who is having serious health problems. Major bummer. I let two incoming calls go to voice mail while sympathizing with my pal, trying to find a bright spot to focus on.
Yeah, it was a day from Hell. (I’m pretty sure Satan left several voice messages for me I haven’t picked up yet.)
People were mad, upset, argumentative, full of bad advice and eager to toss more gasoline on the various fires licking at the the edges of my life.
But you know what?
I never got riled up. Didn’t get upset. Had not even a vague pain of anxiety.
Because it’s summer, man. The garden is a riot of color and activity. I saw a deer munching a neighbor’s tree during my afternoon walk. Gorgeous animal. Rabbits and jays and all sorts of furry critters were running around like they were auditioning for a Disney movie.
And, I’m over a ten-day bout with bronchitis. Carpet-bombed the lungs with natural and pharmeceutical antibiotics. I feel normal again.
Heck — the twists and dead-ends of business can be fixed. Or ignored. Or dealt with. Or not.
But really… it’s summer.
Quick self test: Can you take your laptop and cell phone outside, and do some work while enjoying the early summer breezes and cacophony of life in the bushes around you… without asking permission from someone?
If you can, congratulations. That’s a good place to be.
And if you can’t… well, summer, for me, has alwasy been a time of lazy contemplation. Just think about things, about where you are, where you want to be, why you think being there might be a good thing. Get some solid pictures into your head of the lifestyle you want to enjoy when you’re successful. And can finally call your own shots.
Fall is a great time to get changes implemented. But you need some dreamy time first, to get centered, and to air out your fantasies.
Sit outside more. No radio, no magazine, no distractions at all — just you and cool drink.
Think about stuff.
When you become truly successful, you get to have moments like that all the time. Even in the middle of a day from Hell.
Life is great. Not perfect, but great nonetheless.
It’s good to be alive and healthy and involved in projects you enjoy (regardless of the occasional disaster), isn’t it?
Yeah. It is.
Stay frosty.
John Carlton
www.marketingrebel.com
