Person of the Year award (and its only January 3rd)

I wish there was a way to adequately communicate sarcasm in writing because let me tell you, today's blog title is dripping in it.

I most certainly did not win any awards for personality, patience or parenting today. Today was one of those days where at one point I took a deep breath and actually thought to myself...'I would not anything to do with you right now.' In a span of 4 hours I:

• Completely broke New Years Resolution #3
• Cursed my job (yes - the job I previously stated I LOVE)
• Yelled at my 6 year old with such wrath even I surprised myself (and our handyman who unannounced to me was in the house and witnessed the entire thing)
• Cried over a PowerPoint (which lets face it...should just never happen)
• Scared every living creature in this house - human and animal alike - OUT of the house

Good lord Shannon. Get a hold of yourself.

I once received a gift from a former coworker that to this day, I frequently use. A book of quotes all around finding calm. And after I managed to successfully complete all of the above, I took a look inside and found the following quote:

I'm not proud of myself today but this is where this blog is already proving to be quite therapeutic. Why? Because I also realized tonight that I'm human and everything above is going to happen sometimes. Crisis, in so many forms, is a daily existence and sometimes I get so wrapped up in those moments of stress and passion and frustration, I lose sight of reality.

Now it doesn't provide an excuse to go all BCC* on everyone, but it did provide me the opportunity to take a step back and make the following corrections:

• Accepted that I'm going to break these resolutions. Often. But Monday is a new work day for me to get back at this non-emotional goal of mine.
• Apologized to my son for losing my temper (and momentary sanity) but also explained why I got so upset so we both could learn from the situation.
• Finished the PowerPoint causing the tears. Sometimes just fighting through the frustration is the best cure.
• Offered a mea-culpa to all other living things in this house via dog treats, pathetic looks and free hugs.
• Issued myself a little bit of slack for not being perfect.

And while my stress and workload is still higher than average with no end in sight for the time being, I am taking a deep breath, a break and a blog post. And shockingly, I feel better.

I will be happy to see today come to a close. Tomorrow is a new day.

Oh and the *BBC... that = 'bitches be crazy.' I not only can translate BBC but if you ask my husband, I could be a founding member to this language. However that, my friends, is a whole blog post topic for another day.

Have a wonderful weekend everyone. xo