I was so pissed off.
I got home with the crazy good Asian-fusion takeout... AND THERE WERE NO CHRUNCHIES!!!
JUST before I had written a comment at the restaurant saying that was my FAVORITE thing about the place...
No. I'm not kidding.
Fried wantons. Special dipping sauce. Heaven. In a box.
I was SO angry... And it appeared that my husband wasn't going to go racing back for me.
Even more angry. No one to save me.
I stormed out of the house to drive MYSELF back to get the dang Crunchies.
Sitting in my car after I realized.
This is it.
This is what pays off.
When something gets messed up. Forgotten. Looked over. Whatever. Doesn't work.
You out on your big girl panties. Get your rear end back in the drivers seat. And go GET IT for yourself.
If you haven't seen the results you want yet, take an honest look at how persistent and consistent you are with your work... AND yourself.
Don't give up just because someone forgot to put the Crunchies in your bag.
The drive back will be worth it every time. ❤