Why We Need Perfect Moments…
...Because the moments between them are so gloriously imperfect. By 8am, I'm home and brewing myself a cup of coffee and puttering around to start the day. By 8:30, I found myself in a six-way layered problem that means we're without a car and without the means to procure it. I love that the problems start out simply, like "your rental car needs to be turned in today" and then moves on by adding additional tweaks and curveballs.
Those are usually how the bad days roll for me - you start out with one vexing problem and then add degrees of difficulty and orders of magnitiude of complexity. Each problem on its own is completely solvable but when you get all of them at once, it's like a Muni train slammed into the back of your SUV and sent you forward into yet another MUNI train. Then traffic piles up around you and you're on the evening news.
When stuff like that happens - it effectively takes the reins out of your hands and you have to just give a laugh and a shrug. Your day is borked, son - just smile and take it like a man.