There are some days when I land at home and think to myself, “That was a good day.” These days typically contain work that was productive, meetings that were congenial and a warm embrace from my family when I walk in the door.
But some of my days end with an inner conversation that begins with, “What were you thinking?” or “What the heck was that?!” These days are a result of failed meetings, hurtful words, and dinner alone on my back porch.
Today was one of those latter days. I got very little done today and had two meetings, one of them resulted in the need to be direct with a coworker in order to move forward a project that is languishing. To make the day that much worse, I came home to an empty house. No hugs and no kisses. While I love the left-over chicken and the baked potato, I miss my wife and eating alone on the patio isn’t as enjoyable as it might seem.
This day wasn’t terrible…just not stellar. It was a good day…but not great. I got a lot done but the work I accomplished wasn’t a lot of fun. I completed several professional tasks and helped around the house by folding laundry and emptying the dishwasher. But my day was anything but a barrel of laughs. For me, this was a day that started strong and ended lonely, both professionally and personally.
But I am confident tomorrow will be better. Tomorrow will be the day that I shine. I can feel it.
Until tomorrow, does anyone want to come over for some late-night ice cream and a glass of wine?