My ex owned the book called “Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff.”
I flipped through the pages of Richard Carlson’s book once or twice and read some nice advice including “Remember that when you die your in-box won’t be empty” and “Become more patient.” But I never considered myself a person who sweated the small stuff and thus I really didn’t dig into the book with gusto.
Turns out, though, that when facing certain trials I am indeed one of those people who sweats the small stuff.
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Sometimes it’s just plain awkward working with a member of the opposite sex.
I work closely with a woman who’s married, has a couple of kids, and physically is a knockout. We’ve been working together for more than one year. It’s going well. We have a healthy respect for each other, play off each other’s strengths, and people appreciate the product we produce.
She’s a hard-worker, mature, kind-hearted, fun, funny, and highly-skilled. Did I mention she’s also very cute? It can be a distraction. To keep things clean and professional between us, I more or less treat her like she’s a guy.
Therein likes the problem. She’s not a guy. Sometimes I find myself overcompensating to prove there’s nothing between us.
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