I don’t know what made my Tuesday more: the pair of shoes I thought I could break in today or coming home and finding “Wet Paint” signs and repainted walls and handrails all over my building that look no better than the art work of a 5 year old.  Which is insulting.  To the 5 year old. 

I originally planned to meet a client after work to drop off some work I had finished and pick a check. (Don’t worry, their checks are good, I’ve working with them for over fours years now and not a single check has ever bounced.)  But lo and behold, she was unavailable and pushed our meeting to tomorrow and saved my feet from an excruciating amount of pain.  More so.

These are the little annoyances in my life.  And I allow them.  Because I want better. I need better. And I’m willing to work for it. So I allow these annoyances as reminders to myself as to what I’m working towards. Because if I’m not working for something better, I have no idea what I’m doing with myself. 

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