It was a great week until friday... and saturday, but it's better today. There's a new espresso machine that I'm not familiar with, I cut my finger on a half gallon glass bottle of milk that I dropped on the tile at work, at a busy time of day (I bled every where!), with electricians around - that I know and used to work with, getting milk on their wire and boots. The next day I still struggle with a foreign steam wand, forget to take my meds, break a glass and have a ridiculous amount of customers that want flavor shots in their espresso. To top it off, I have zero patience to talk to my house mate that just asks me to do some dishes and I blow up and knock her head off.
Sometimes, life is hard, and I don't deal with it well. And then I remember the words of my dear friend Paul the monk: "well pat, at least you're not hanging on a cross..."
Thanks Paul, way to bring it back. Wow, God is amazing and He can do great things even when I screw it all up. Cause He said: "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." (2 Cor 12:9)
Today I brought a special someone to work with me, not to solve my problems but help me a little, and make me laugh.