No one should feel bad for you

This past week we had the perfect storm.

We had a huge influx of orders that needed to be shipped out, and everyone on our team (except for me) had covid.

So here I was.

Looking at a pile of packing slips for 200 orders, that needed to be packed, sorted, labeled, and shipped.

And to top it all off, it was a Saturday night. So while the whole world was relaxing or kicking back I was packing and shipping out orders.

Was I excited to have to do this by myself?

No.

Was I going to do it?

Absolutely.

There was a moment I almost felt bad for myself.

This was a task that seemed insurmountable, and from my rough estimations it was going to take me around 4 hours.

But my entire vision on the topic changed by one quick realization.

This was something 15 year old me would have been ecstatic to do.

This would have been something that millions of people would kill to have to do.

Why on Earth would I feel bad for myself?

This was the goal of all the sleepless nights.

This was the goal for all the risks.

It was to get me right where I was. With mountains of coffee all around me, that are going to be on their way to paying customers all over the country.

I shouldn’t dare feel bad for myself.

Once you realize that the situation that you are in is a position that 99% of the world wishes they were in, you have this feeling of energy that cannot be stopped. When you realize that you are living out your childhood dreams why would you feel bad for yourself.

Did it suck?

Yea, it did. But I will tell you what. I had a smile on my face the entire time.

Don’t feel sorry for yourself, it is the least productive use of your mind.