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My Friday got off to a pretty bad start. Family issues. Bank issues. Client issues. All before 10 AM. What a day!
Wait, that's not a day. That's just two hours of the day. There were 7 hours of day left!
Too often, we take a bad morning to be a harbinger of evil to come. What if, instead, we looked at it like getting all the bad stuff out of the way early? What if we choose to believe that a bad morning is a guarantee of a good day?
Is it true? Probably not. But wouldn't you rather spend your day believing that something good is coming up next than the alternative?



