Getting Back On Top
Who knew a session at the car wash could turn the day, the mood, around so dramatically?
My car felt like a disaster. No, I wasn’t throwing wadded up McDonald’s wrappers over my shoulder into the backseat, but I did definitely eat some McDonald’s in the car. Judge me, sue me, or maybe like me more for admitting it. You never know when you might deepen a friendship by admitting something lots of people are embarrassed to admit publicly ;-) Eight out of nine people on one of my previous teams had a secret affinity for McDonald’s, which affinity only came out when I vulnerably shared that McDonald’s cheeseburgers are my favorite. There’s just something about those three pickles and eleven minced onion pieces and that melty piece of American cheese...
Anyway, my car wasn’t really a disaster, but I was certainly traveling with more than I needed for short stays. I’d driven from San Diego, California to Raleigh, North Carolina mid-January with all the things I thought I might need for my three-month stay. Also with me were some things I definitely didn’t need but didn’t want t…