Seeing that we have such a God to trust to, let us rest upon Him with all our weight; let us resolutely drive out all unbelief, and endeavour to get rid of doubts and fears, which so much mar our comfort; since there is no excuse for fear where God is the foundation of our trust.
—Charles Haddon Spurgeon, Morning and Evening (6 July, Evening: "Sin of Fear")
After today's work, I really could have gone out for a drink and commiseration, but settled for a beer here at home instead. Tried to write about it and ended up scrapping paragraph after paragraph of pointless whining and explanation. I let some things get bigger than they are, which only acts as validation and fuel if someone else is letting the same things be bigger than they are. Not worth it—it's giving me a headache, which is rare. In the big picture, my work is such a blessing, and if I'm willing to lose my gratitude for that over this silly thing, then my gratitude is very shallow.
But another beer might not hurt. And another episode of The Office (which I watched for the first time last night)—that should provide me with both perspective and laughs.