I had to do a bit of overcoming today. I woke up sick Ė so sick that I went back to bed for two hours. That wasnít going to get me through the day, though. Since I didnít have to make any speeches (or sing any anthems), a sore throat couldnít be allowed to defeat me. Challenges are made to be conquered.
Well, okay, maybe I didnít build any bridges or feed the starving millions today, but I did engineer two confrontations with the Boss and came out on top both times. Itís not much, but itís more than I could have expected when I was lying in bed suffering this morning.
The first was when he complained to me that he was having trouble finding a prime contractor who wanted our bid on a project heís been working on for a week. I didnít say that he should have thought of that before he put all the work into it. Then he complained that if we bid it ourselves, one of us (ahem) would have to drive through the rain to pick up a bid bond, if we could convince the bonding company to issue one based on the incomplete financial data for last year.
Thatís when I gently reminded him that the very reason we donít have complete financial statements yet is because of all the times someone (ahem) phones me with some kind of busywork or distraction that tears me away from the Big Project. ďI really thought Iíd be further along by now,Ē I told him. Chalk one up for the harried bookkeeper.