Lord, Give Me Strength

I'm not trying to complain too much [maybe just a little!]. I'm just trying to be honest. I love what I get to do at my job, and most of the stress I have going on in my life is positive stress, though stress all the same. I have so much happening in my life outside of work right now, that any extra stress at work really tips the scales. Truly, my job is almost always overwhelming in one way or another. But then there are weeks that are really off the charts. Like this last week. One.crisis.after.another. From the minute I walked into the door, to the minute I walked out [which was waaay past five, mind you]. Disaster after disaster. Tearful phone call after tearful phone call. I felt like a firefighter, constantly running and trying to put out fires. But while I was dealing with one, another started. It wasn't long before I began to feel absolutely out of control. At one point I thought, "If one more person calls me in a crisis, I might break down with them!" I honestly spent half of last week running around in a daze, barely able to remember my own name. I startled awake early in the morning, in a foggy panic about all I had to do that day. I jokingly told my co-workers that I was developing symptoms of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I was only half joking! Y'all, sometimes this job is insane [no pun intended]. Fortunately, I started to feel more calm by the end of the week, and I'm feeling so much better now. I'm sincerely praying that this week is not a repeat of the last. This cartoon made my day. I think I'm going to print it out and hang it at my desk :)