Days that nothing catastrophic happens, but lots of moderate things happen all in the same day? You wake up not feeling great, so the morning plans are toast. Then afternoon plans fall through. The stuff you do in the meantime doesn’t work out well either. To add insult to injury, dinner just doesn’t come out right. You feel like you are the butt of the jokes in a crappy comedy movie. Today is one of those days for me.
And the worst part of those days is when you feel like it’s wrong of you to complain. After all, you just had a series of minor bad incidents happen to you. None of them are THAT bad.
Meanwhile, one of your friends has multiple cancers, your wife’s mother has serious medical issues, your son’s allergies are so out of control that he can hardly breathe… And you’re going to complain that you had a few minor things happen?
Um… Hypothetically speaking…