I’m not gonna lie, readers. I’m not feeling so tough today.
It all starts with five minutes. Maybe they get lost when you wake up a little late. Maybe they get lost when you go for that second lather in the shower. Whatever it is, those lost five minutes ruin EVERYTHING. Suddenly, you’re five minutes late. Your insides tense as you will the clock to move slower, but the clock refuses to listen. Every light turns red. Every slow driver in the world just happens to be right in front of you. Those guys in orange jump suits stick those “slow” sign right in your face, laughing like they know what torture they’re causing (since you know you won’t speed because kick-butt girls obey the law unless lives or national security are at stake.)
Add to that toes in desperate need of some pedicure love and you get how I’m feeling.
Here’s the thing: we tough girls are allowed our not-so-tough moments. Whatever the reason – be it our own fault, someone else’s fault, or plain old PMS – we’re allowed to be sad or mad or moody or totally annoyed at all those red lights!
But just for a moment.
Because kick-butt girls know we have way too much butt-kicking to do to let a bad day keep us down. So we run to the bathroom, let a tear or two fall (we all wear waterproof mascara, right?) look ourselves in the mirror and remind ourselves to get back in the game.
“Therefore, my beloved brothers (and kick-butt sisters), be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord…” – 1 Corinthians 15:58