Bad days suck. Bad weeks, rarer, but suck even more. Bad months? Yuck. I'm glad to see November pass into the history books. Even with the wonderful holiday, the rest of the month was an exercise in creative diplomacy. Work. Home. Hobbies. It felt like anything that could go wrong did - and loudly so.
What do to during those times? Run? Withdraw? Start Drinking? Nah... tough it out. My father-in-law once told me during a rough patch that life is a pie made of 50% of the best pie ever, and 50% $h*t. You will eat the pie, but the choice is yours what you eat. Sometimes, you get to eat 100% $h*t for a few days, or weeks. It's hard to stay focused that it will come around, but it will. Giving up is what dooms you to it.
My other favorite quote during these times is from Winston Churchill: "If you are going through hell, keep going"
Stopping only leaves you where you don't want to be. Still, I'm glad it's over. Building some muscles sucks. I'll leave it at that.
In other news, my youngest daughter is convinced that there is only one thing to say to someone when they are a bad driver...
"GET OFF THE PHONE AND DRIVE!"
lol.... No idea where she got that from.
Welcome to December!