Atta Boy

This space is deeply personal to me. Sure, it’s public and open to the whole world, but I don’t think anyone of consequence actually reads it (no offense, random reader). It’s meant to be a place to vent and reflect. Over the last two years I’ve also realized I’m overly self critical. So every once in a while, I want to actually recognize when I do something well and let myself celebrate it, even if it’s just inside my own head. When I look back on my life someday, it shouldn’t just add up to depression, sadness, and struggle. A few wins mixed in wouldn’t hurt.

In that spirit, this week was brutal on the work front. Every day brought a fresh onslaught of challenges, new ones by the minute. I was already overwhelmed before Monday had even properly started. I took fifteen minutes to build a war room list, and true to form, that list only grew through the week. I kept adding to it, kept my head down, constantly reprioritizing, and kept knocking things off it.

Today ended with a few shockers of its own, but I pushed through so many challenges along the way. I did what I could, and I did it well, on multiple fronts. Atta boy!