Yesterday I had a technology training where everything went wrong — Internet connectivity kept failing, the projector kept flashing irrelevant error messages I couldn’t bypass. I came home and made dinner, washed the dishes, and put the kid to bed. Then I finished reading a book and drafted a review before I went to bed.
It was a long day for me. I was grouchy.
This morning Byron and I were chalking up the sidewalk in front of our home when we noticed an ant dragging a husk of something — easily 20 times its size and a hundred time its weight. It was on the bottom step and Byron looked astonished to the top of the steps–there are ten of them. “He’s going there to the ant hill?” He’d noticed the hill was there, and I was surprised he made the connection (objective opinion: this kid is brilliant).
“I don’t know,” I said. “I don’t think he can get it up those steps.”
Then we watched as the ant did just that — walking backwards up a vertical plane, dragging something a hundred time its own weight, and doing it ten times.
So yeah. That’s some perspective on hard work and long days.