Get Help.

It’s one of the most common things I hear clients say…
and it’s not “I want a better desk chair.”

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My step-dad taught me to hike. Always have a map. Break-in your boots. Use a damn stick. Know a lot of jokes and stories to tell – these are pretty much the rules. Oh, and turn around and give the person behind you a hand.

After any particularly tricky ascent, he would always turn around and offer me his hand. If I was ahead of him and I turned and offered my hand, he would always take it. Even though he outweighed me, even though I often didn’t have such a great foot plant, he never refused a hand up. He also never failed to offer one.

There’s a dignity in having someone accept the hand you offer to them. There’s a mutual respect there. It’s nice.

It’s also good to have the person you’re hiking with, turn around and offer you their hand. They remember you, they acknowledge you.

A lot of hikers will refuse that hand offered to them. They don’t want to pull the other person off balance, they might say. But I think they just don’t feel comfortable taking a hand that’s reaching out. These same hikers would be the first person to offer up a hand or food or water on the trail. It’s not the offering of help that bothers them, it’s the taking.

“I don’t like to ask for help.”

I hear that one so often from my clients. They’re talking about seeking out an assist on a problem that they are wrestling with. They’re talking about trying to finish a large project when they don’t have enough time. They’re talking about what they make it mean when they ask for help.

Here’s what it means:

Nothing.

Work is a collaborative effort. Seeking help or accepting help is just how work gets done. Accepting help only means one thing – you’ll get done faster.

It’s possible to lean on people too much or to ask for too much help, but if you’re a person that doesn’t ask for any help – this is not your issue.

So this week, set yourself up for success. Resolve to offer help once a day, and accept help when it’s offered.

And that? Is just a good way to stay on track.

The Pitfalls of Endurance

When all you’ve got is a hammer… everything looks like a nail.
If your one-trick tool at work is endurance, it could be a long time before you realize you’ve been cracking eggs instead of nailing it.
Don’t read… listen. Enjoy.

I’m an endurance queen. For over a decade, my shortest work week was 69 hours. I like endurance sports like hiking. I’ve got endurance big-time and it’s served me well. But the dark side to endurance is that it can set you up to overlook options.

When we use endurance to deliver results, we don’t stop to ask ourselves how we could be doing something faster or more efficiently. We’re too busy just grinding out the work.

For example, I was working on a task with our team. It was an important task and we were all focused on it. We divided it up and went at it. We worked nights, weekends and still didn’t finish. I realized that the deadline was less than 24 hours away, it was after eleven PM and I still wasn’t even close.

It didn’t matter if I could stay up all night. What I was doing would not be finished by the deadline. I closed my laptop and went to bed.

At 3 am, I woke up to the voice of my working brain.

Brain: “Hey! I noticed you gave up on the task we were working on.”

Me: “Ugh. Go away.”

Brain: “Um, so I’ve been working on an alternative. What you wanted to do? Wouldn’t really work for you later … it’ll always take this long. It’s not suitable.”

Me: “Huh. True. But Go AWAY.”

And because I’m a Zen Master when it comes to shutting my brain down so I can go back to sleep, I slept.

At 4 am, I woke to the voice of my working brain again.

Brain: “Hey! You approved the redesign so I’ve been tackling that.”

Me: Where am I? I’m in bed. I don’t work when I’m here. Go Away!

Brain: “Well, I just want you to know that if you let go of the design you wanted to use and do this other thing, it’ll take three lines of code and you can be done before you shower this morning. I’m heading out now.”

Me: “Wait! What?”

It wasn’t until endurance was no longer an option that my brain even tried to come up with another solution. Once working longer or harder was off the table, then I had to come up with another way.

It’s not just endurance that shuts us out from other options. Anything that we typically rely on to “win”, to succeed, to stay safe – is going to be an automatic “do that first” for our brains.

Sometimes, taking your best tool and leaving it at home can be your smartest move.

And that? Is just good to know.

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How to Build a Great Day

Great Mornings, Great Work Days and Great Lives might happen by chance, but why not DIY?

This is one of my ten best mornings. That thought changed my life. It was a beautiful day and I was heading out the door to work when the thought crossed my mind. This is one of the ten best mornings of the year.

I stopped in my tracks. Ok, not literally. I still headed out to my car, put the key in the ignition and headed out. But mentally, I was stuck. Why, I wondered, was this such a great morning? I started to pick the last few hours apart. I’d woke up, had great coffee, meditated and listened to music while I dressed.

Making these things part of my regular routine was not a great intellectual leap once I’d uncovered this. Over the years, I’ve added to my routine, noticing what makes a great morning and what doesn’t. I can pretty much have a blast before work on any day I choose now. A great morning for me includes not checking my cell phone, sitting quietly on my cushion with my dogs curled up beside me, getting outside with one of them and walking or running – all accompanied by my favorite playlist. If I really want to have a perfect morning, I’ll eat breakfast on my deck and continue the music during my commute.

You build great mornings and days by noticing what’s working.

You can also build mental resilience – strong, positive thought patterns – by noticing what’s working.

How to work with positive events: 

First off, we need to notice and celebrate the positive in our lives.  Why not, right?  We certainly pay attention to the negative. 

Next – analyze what happened. Figure out how you were feeling at the time and what actions you were taking. Jot down what you were thinking. Replay the thought and double check it… when you think it again, does it give you the same feeling you had? If so, you have found the right thought.

Putting positive events through analysis is a very powerful activity.    Here’s why:  When you are really on, doing great and being your best self, you’re having feelings that feel great, you’re taking actions that pay off and getting great results.   So figuring out what you’re thinking is really helpful.  When things aren’t going well, we have to work hard to find believable ideas that we can use to help ourselves.   Well, the stuff we’re thinking on a great day is exactly that – believable thoughts that work.  It’s good to have them in our back pocket for when we need them. 

So make sure to catch those thoughts like fireflies and keep them in a bottle where you can see them glow.

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When the Going Gets Tough, the Tough Get Friends

If you tend to hunker down alone and grind out work during stressful times, you might want to rethink that.

Burnout isn’t a four letter word. It’s a seven letter word that can be fixed by another sever letter word – friends. Shawn Achor writes about his research on this topic in his book “The Happiness Advantage”. He found that during times of challenge and stress, the students who pulled back and upped their social connections fared better academically. The example he gives is students who, when faced with a challenging semester, organized group study activities with peers versus students who isolated themselves and crammed alone.

We tend to reduce our social connections when faced with stress and challenging demands, because, well, who has time?

As counter-intuitive as it sounds, reaching out to other people could be the action we’re better off taking. For instance, I can’t count the number of times, when faced with a challenging code problem, simply explaining the issue to a person unfamiliar with the project, led to finding the solution. When we explain or teach something to others, we clarify it for ourselves.

Here’s another example – as we work late into the evening, our ability to quickly turn out good work starts to fade, we grow fatigued, we make mistakes. Disconnecting and spending time with a loved one, reduces stress, increases happiness and that makes creative thinking easier. (For more, see my earlier blog.)

There’s a backlash effect that can happen when you chose to spend time with family despite heavy work demands. When we’re used to grunting it out in isolation, working longer and longer, with less and less to show for it (see this blog for more) – it can feel wrong to spend time with family on the weekend.

Avoiding burn out, in my experience, requires a strategy that insists on honoring our own needs and limits, supporting our decisions once they are made, and making conscious choices to invest in our relationships, even when we have a lot to do.

This looks like getting enough sleep, stopping when we’re tired, prioritizing the most important relationships in our lives and then not blaming ourselves for doing these things.

Bottom Line? During times of stress:

  • Don’t isolate, socialize
  • Don’t overwork – seek out family and friends
  • And for goodness sake, don’t indulge in guilt after the fact.

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Intrinsic Value

I’m going off topic today… but then again, maybe not.
When we understand our own intrinsic value – we start the journey of bringing ourselves to work.

OK, so today, I’m posting – in its entirety – something I wrote a couple of years ago. I stumbled across it today. My stepfather is now in a nursing home, but on the day I wrote this, he was still at home with my Mom in Florida, and some days, he still could watch a movie and follow the plot. Here goes nothin’.

Do you matter?

Have you ever wondered if you matter?  Do you question if you deserve the love of your family or the blessings in your life?  No?  Then move along, come back next week for a different topic.  


Sometimes I question my value. Sometimes I want to know how I can matter when I’m just a woman from New Jersey who happens to love dogs.  I’m so banal, I’m practically a cartoon.  The most interesting thing about me is this drill-sergeant of a muse that I have, and frankly, he’s imaginary.

People have intrinsic value

That’s true, isn’t it?  I mean, you’ve heard that before right?  And you probably believe it to some extent. To some degree, we accept that humans have value that is not tied to anything we do, say, earn, make, give, or own.  That we matter, our lives matter, simply because we are human.


I have, of course, heard of the concept…it comes around when I’m thinking spiritually.  I agree without a second thought with the idea that all people deserve love, a shot at redemption or the benefit of compassion.   When I’m faced with need, the idea of intrinsic value is clear and easy.  I agree that a child I have never met, who is living without food or medical care deserves to receive care and support, simply because the child is a child. He doesn’t have to promise to grow up and be a Doctor in order to deserve food.

It gets messy when you bring it inside

But the idea of intrinsic value gets a little squishy when we try to apply it to ourselves.  Am I valuable just because I’m breathing? And if so, how valuable am I?  Sometimes it’s hard to understand just in what way I might matter. I can see how you matter…but how can I see that same thing about myself?


Think about it.  How do you know you have value that is not tied to your job, your actions or your possessions?  Asked another way, gulp, why does anyone love you?  Why should you love yourself?


These are questions I never hoped to find an answer to beyond a lame because God or Buddha or the Universe said so.  But I stumbled over an insight while picking a movie for my aging stepdad.  

You Just Do


 My stepfather has dementia.   It’s coming on slowly and he still has good days but more often now, he’s confused.   Just a bit or a lot.  It varies.  For some people, he’s a challenge – he’s stubborn and tends to hide in books.   He doesn’t like anyone to help him on a project.  He won’t eat onions or chicken on a bone and he’s positively violent about mushrooms.  I love him though.  


Yesterday, I helped him pick out a movie to watch on Netflix, settled him in a chair and went to take a shower.   When I stepped back into the room to check on him, he greeted me with a huge grin.  


“Hey!” He said gesturing grandly toward the TV. “You really know how to pick a movie.  This is exactly the kind of movie I like!”  He was quite obviously thrilled with the movie, with me, with his lot in life at that moment… the whole ball of wax.   A jolt of happiness belted me so hard, I had to step away, throw back my head and literally wrap my arms around myself to hold myself together.   It was wild.   


What the heck?


I was astounded by the ferocity of my love for him and the sheer joy of seeing him, enjoying himself so completely.   He’s an aging man, who sometimes doesn’t know how many floors the house has (one), can’t walk more than 50 feet on a good day, and refuses to stay in bed at night.   He’ll never take me hiking again.  He’ll never offer great advice again.  He probably won’t know who I am soon.  But he is so valuable IN HIS CURRENT STATE that just his joy is enough to floor me with gratitude.    

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You’re Wishing For The Wrong Thing

Don’t you wish for work to feel like this?
Relaxed, clean, a cup of coffee and a blank page?
Fuh-gedda-bout it.

I am a little upset. My life isn’t neat and orderly. Stuff is happening and I’m not as caught up as I’d like to be. Sound familiar? You too? Huh.

Well, let me go you one better. My work life is that way too. What do you think of that?

You think I should take down my Life Coach sign and go home, don’t you? Or maybe you’re like many of my clients and you’re a bit relieved to learn that I’ll be spending an hour or four on Sunday getting my inbox in order.

The nature of work is to be messy. Hey, after all, we’re working in here, we’re having a life. Each of us is trying to grow, to master the next thing required of us and to find a way to balance this against all the other demands on our time.

Work is not static and it never will be.

As soon as we wrangle all the demands into an orderly state, as soon as we master what’s in front of us, something changes. A competitor comes up with a better product and we have to catch up. Our co-worker retires and we have to learn their tasks. A new opportunity presents itself and we have to learn to fit it into the puzzle of time and tasks. All of this happens and more. It never ends.

Regardless of where we are on the learning curve, the curve keeps sloping off into the distance.

Are you disappointed?

I used to be so change resistant that I let my living room sofa make me unhappy for a month. I spent hours and hours shopping for it. It was perfect until it arrived. Then it was all wrong – because it wasn’t the couch that used be there.

Now, I’m older. I know I’ve got at least three more couches coming my way before I kick the bucket. I don’t need my couch to be perfect to be happy. It’s not the centerpiece of my life.

What if you let work, be work? You know, kinda how when the cat leaves dead mice on the doormat, you have to acknowledge that Mr. Fuzzy is a predator and not a really short person?

What if you looked at work and noticed that it always comes with challenges? What if you looked at work and noticed that interruptions arise daily? That if you turn off your phone and log out of instant messager, people will show up at your door? That your work consists of both projects and changes to the projects?

If you wish work would be orderly so that you can relax, then you’re wishing for the wrong thing. If you require your situation, or your sofa, to conform to your expectations in order for you to be content, then change is going to be a problem.

When you and your work are separate, you get to be you.

Work gets to be work.

Work can stay messy. And you? You can put your feet up and be content.

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The List of Wants

Finding out what you want in life? Priceless.
If you’re in my Reboot Your Day Job Program and you haven’t reached week four yet, skip this blog.

What if I asked you to tell me 25 things you want to have in your life – in the future? Do you think it would be hard to come up with that list? My clients did. In fact, most of them were relieved when I let them stop at 20. Want to know what was on their lists?

First, a bit of back story. I’ve been busting my butt to create a new program – Reboot Your Day Job. It’s six weeks long, and it’s jam-packed with all the bells and whistles. I’ve been taking beta-clients through the program for a couple of months now. The difference with a program is that there’s more structure to the work than the normal one on one coaching. As an unintended side-effect, I’ve had a bunch of clients go through the same exercises and I’ve been able to get some interesting data.

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In week four, most people are starting to feel better, have more free time and less stress, so it’s a good time to talk about the future life they want to build. I ask clients to list out twenty-five things they want to have in their lives. I’m always cheerfully amazed at how difficult this exercise is for them. I’m also quite impressed with how much of what we want out of life is similar across industries, age, and gender.

Here are the common elements most of us want, in no special order:

  • Health
  • Happiness
  • To do something outside – walk, run, sail, swim, bike, garden
  • Read more
  • Spend more time, be connected with, family and friends
  • Reach life stage milestones – a home, college for kids, retirement
  • Mental health – have peace, clarity, be guilt free
  • Have a dog or cat
  • Go somewhere interesting – travel far or near
  • Do something interesting – start a side hustle or have a hobby
  • Engage our spiritual practice – meditate, attend church, etc

Notice anything interesting about this list?

People! You don’t have to wait to do this stuff. You can take action right now to be healthier. You can start building out your personal finance plan to hit goals, right now. You don’t need to be five years older and richer before you can go for a run. All you need in order to spend some time reading for pleasure is a library card and a comfortable chair. Dogs, cats, people find ways to have pets all along the income gradient. Day trips, hobbies, startups… the barriers to entry to these are all low. You can attend church this week or sit right down and meditate.

So why are these on our “someday” lists?

Because we’re not building them in now.

And why is that?

A scarcity mindset about time. Most of us say we don’t have time but what we mean is, sometimes we’re busy. Sometimes we have to cancel things. And when we could be doing something on that list above, we’ve forgotten what the list was. But I want to offer you the idea that telling yourself you don’t have time… isn’t helping. Try this – tell yourself you have plenty of time for everything that makes life worth living and no time for the rest. Now, what do you want to do?

All you have to do to start living your dream is … start.

Good to know, right?

Where the Heck is my Purpose?

If your hero’s journey has gone south and you feel like this guy… read on.

“Follow your bliss and the universe will open doors for you where there were only walls.” 
― Joseph Campbell

Joseph Campbell wrecked my life.

Nah, not really. But he did mess with my mind. For years, the idea that I should be following my bliss provided me with a certain feeling of discouragement. What did it mean? Was it the same as purpose? If I didn’t have one, did that negate the meaning of what I actually was doing?

What is our bliss? I’m pretty sure Mr. Campbell didn’t mean we should strive to eat donuts and drink whiskey – and certainly not at the same time. All the while I was asking this question of myself, I was studiously ignoring his other point:

“Life has no meaning. Each of us has meaning and we bring it to life. It is a waste to be asking the question when you are the answer.” 
― Joseph Campbell

Whaaa? I’m the answer? This is going to get messy.

Monkeying around… looking out there….

I thought a purpose was something people living the best lives had. I thought I should have one too. I tried some on – was my purpose to help other people? To … I dunno… create some big wonderful thing? Keep learning? Bake better cookies? Be a wife/daughter/mother/employee? Good grief. None of that sounded right.

I’d rather go look for meaning somewhere the heck else – like over there perhaps.

My life was, and is, banal at its core. I want to be safe. I want to spend time with loved ones. I want to share stuff and have a bit of fun, have a dog around and some music. I fritter entire days away reading genre fiction. My purpose? Maybe I just wasn’t one of the lucky ones who had a bliss to follow. I gave up. Besides, I had other problems – I was miserable at work. So, I set out to solve that puzzle instead. My search to be happy at work finally taught me how a person and a purpose come together.

Frustrated and unhappy, I decided to take the radical step to find one thing I enjoyed doing within my job – turned out it was being part of our team. I loved our team. I thought we were the best thing since ice cream. Once I found that one thing, I looked for ways to do more of it – how could I help the team? What did the team need? I told myself my work was fundamentally to focus on the well being of the team.

I decided I needed to understand what I was good at so I could use my strengths, if I had any, to help the team. I figured out how to figure out what I was good at, and then I started to do more of that.

Here’s what happened: I started to feel much, much better.

Thrilled with the results of my little lab experiment, I began trying to help other members of our team find, and focus on, their strengths too. Because, heck, I was getting good at it, and by the way, the research bears out the idea that this is a viable approach to productivity at work – which – is the name of the game in business.

Slowly, I began to view everything at work through the lens of team, strengths, happiness, and productivity. Life got way better.

I began to notice that work was better than my personal life. Huh. So I toddled off to investigate that. Here’s what I found – fear.

Fear that I would lose this job I now loved again. Fear that I would not be able to contribute meaningfully to our family if I lost my job. Fear that it would all go away.

Why was nothing just EASY?

“Life is like arriving late for a movie, having to figure out what was going on without bothering everybody with a lot of questions, and then being unexpectedly called away before you find out how it ends.” 
― Joseph Campbell, Creative Mythology

To solve this problem, I became obsessed with finance. If I was debt free, surely losing my job would be no problem. I paid everything off. – Nope, still full of fear. If I had a certain amount of money in the bank – surely then I’d feel safe?Did it. Still frightened as a child. What if I cut all our expenses and a professional with lots of creds confirmed that, if everything went to hell in a handbasket, I- armed with a job at the local grocery check out – could single-handedly hold the whole family up? Then surely, I’d feel safe.

Check. And no. Money didn’t cancel out fear.

Looking inside…

“If the path before you is clear, you’re probably on someone else’s.” 
― Joseph Campbell

Thanks, Joe. So, with a bit of exasperation, I chucked everything in my life except my day job, one volunteer gig and the people I loved – and started over. I listed out everything I’d have to do to finally be free of fear and feel safe. I started with the first item on the list. Physical health.

In my search to find health, I stumbled into a life coach. She said she’d help me lose weight by managing my mind. OK? That was new. I studied hard. I did everything she said to do. I pulled apart my thoughts, dissected my feelings and actions. I found at the heart of it all – I always felt – unworthy.

OH GAK. Not that Self – Esteem Shite Again. Really?

I kept working at it …and then… miracles. I started to understand that I’m amazing. I’m a mess – and – I’m amazing. Like a sleeping animal, waking and blinking in the light of the morning, I crawled out of my fear and stood, dazzled in the light of a new a day. All around me were other people with the same story – a story of – I’m a mess and I’m amazing. They weren’t saying it. They were living it – taking chances, trying things, laughing at their mistakes and full of sick-to-your-stomach, get-out-of-your-box daring. And Joy. And Compassion. So much compassion, for themselves and others.

That became my purpose. To model self-compassion and acceptance so that others can see what it looks like – in everything I do, I want to help myself and others find our strengths and see our own value. Here’s the beauty – I can do that at work, at home, alone or in a crowd. Turns out, purpose isn’t a static thing you find once and be done with. It doesn’t have to be grand, it doesn’t have to change the world. Purpose is a lens you create for yourself, through which you bring meaning to what you do.

Do I still have fear? Sure thing. Do I still want my job? You bet. Do I hit my purpose every day? Not by a long shot.

So, how do you craft your purpose?

You stop looking for one and start living.

Namaste, you messy, amazing people. Namaste.

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Expect A Marine

What we expect… is often what we get.

I’m going to tell you a dog story. Don’t get offended.

I spend a lot of time with my dogs, and my dogs, do a lot of cool stuff. So naturally, I’ll find parallels between my two big interests – dogs and, um, work. That doesn’t mean I think we can train people like dogs. But it does mean I prefer working dogs. Ba-da-bump.

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Ok – so here’s the story – I was new to dog sports and scheduled to compete in a rally trial. We got to the site a bit late and I was ignoring my dog – as much as you can ignore a seventy-pound Doberman attached you by a leash. I was focused on everything except my dog. Fifteen minutes before we were to go in, I stood up and rushed her through her exercises. Let’s just say, she wasn’t impressed with me. I knew in my bones that we weren’t a team at that moment.

When we entered the ring, things went from bad to worse. She made me sweat for every sit. Every turn, every command was met with excruciatingly slow responses. I was trying to count our mistakes. I kept waiting for the judge to tell us to exit and put me out of my misery. At the three-quarter mark, my anxiety turned to petulance. I was sure we were disqualified. I wanted out. My face was burning with embarrassment and I looked more like a pouting middle schooler than a grown ass woman. We finished the course and, in the ugliest win ever, managed to pull a third place that we didn’t deserve. Neither the judge nor I, wanted us to get that ribbon.

It’s my habit to always thank the judge after a match. I pulled my shoulders back and forced myself to approach her and offer my thanks. She was a stern woman, in her late sixties with a straight back. She had on a pale green suit that was classic and sturdy. She stared at me for a moment and then took me aside.

“Do you know what kind of dog that is?” She asked and didn’t wait for an answer. “Those dogs are military dogs. That breed was used by the United States Marines.” She seemed to grow a foot taller as she straightened herself. I did not inform her this was my third Doberman but I was curious. If this formidable woman wanted to tell me something, I wanted to hear it.

“When you work with a dog like that, you go into the ring and you expect a Marine!” She glared at me. “Perhaps you should get some other kind of dog.” She nodded to herself and waited expectantly.

“Yes Ma’am,” I said. “Thank you.” She clearly didn’t think I had the right stuff.

Because that dog and I were practically joined at the hip, in no way did I think I couldn’t handle her. But I did think a lot about what the judge said. That week, every time we stepped out to train, I’d remind myself to expect a Marine. I stopped trying to control her. I expected her to dog up. I expected myself to act like a person who was teamed with one of the smartest of all breeds. Lo and behold, that dog had game. She was alert, focused and on point. So was I.

Here’s the deal: What we expect to find, is often what we do find.

The belief that we are capable and can create positive change in our lives increases motivation and job performance – but not because the universe falls in line with our thinking. Beliefs impact our actions. If we believe we can succeed, we’re more likely to take actions that lead to success – taking classes, trying one more time, seeking answers. It just makes sense. If you expect that you’ll fail, why bother taking a class?

What happened with my dog and I was this: when I expected her to act like the dog I knew she could be, I walked faster, I moved with certainty. I didn’t keep looking down at her… and she had to be alert and moving quickly to keep up. She had to think for herself, so she stayed interested. Nothing magic, but man, it felt great. As we worked together, I was so proud of her, I thought my heart would burst.

So ask yourself, what do you expect of yourself and others when you show up at work? Be careful how you answer – it can be the difference between feeling like a Marine and feeling like you don’t deserve your own dog.

And that? Is a big difference.

Have Mercy

This week I just have to say something about exhaustion.
Here it is: Have Mercy…on yourself.
The whole blog, read to you.

Needless suffering. This is one of the things that makes me show up, week after week, blogging, coaching and reaching out. There are other things I could be doing with my time and frankly, after a long work week, I often ask myself if this coaching stuff is really worth it, and then, something like this will happen:

Me: “OK, and how do you behave, right then, in the moment?”

Client: “I fall apart.”

Me: “What does that mean? Specifically.”

Next, I hear something like this – they go somewhere safe – home, out for a walk, or just shut the door to their office – and they stop holding back their emotions. I’m not talking about cursing a little bit or needing a tissue. I’m talking about big, sloppy tears or explosive physical releases – emotional exhaustion, physical exhaustion or both. Sometimes, they have to leave for the day. They have to cancel meetings, or they keep it together until they get home and then they lose it on their own time. Most often, they continue to work – literally crying or silently fuming while they continue to answer emails, write code, finish that report.

My heart breaks for my clients who go through this, not because I think they have been victimized at work. I’m heartbroken because the suffering is real, it’s chronic and it is needless.

I work with entrepreneurs, IT professionals, engineers, managers, healthcare professionals, and analysts. These are not people easily overwhelmed by life and the pressures of a career. My clients are uniformly smart, high performing, insightful people with a lot of drive. They are the people companies want most – and they are exhausted.

Look, nobody in corporate America is specifically trying to create workplace conditions that foster overwork, inefficiency, employee frustration, and exhaustion. I have never met a single person in authority who thinks it’s a good idea to foster a culture where people are afraid to go home, tied to ineffective teams and management and literally crying at their desks. Absolutely not. Most executives want staff to focus at work, be willing to deliver during project deadlines and figure out how to go home at a reasonable time.

Where is the disconnect?

Here’s my story:

I used to manage a convenience store for a major chain. I worked more hours than I can even speak to. I worked physically and mentally. I was working so much that I literally couldn’t keep weight on my body; I had to borrow clothes from a friend. My husband took a job in my store, just so he could relieve me. One evening, my father called me to say hi. My speech was redundant and non-sensical. All I could say is “I have to feed my son.” I repeated this over and over. My father, worried but out of state, sent my mother to my home. I remember saying to her, “I have to put him to bed. I need to get him ready for bed.” I remember not being able to stop. She had to take me by the hand and physically guide me to bed. The next day, the doctor ordered me out of work for a full week.

Here’s the thing. I worked myself literally to exhaustion. I was convinced everything I was doing was absolutely critical, vital to my success at work and the functioning of the business. And then, I was yanked out of the store for a full week. And you know what happened to the store?

Nothing.

Someone was sent to cover for me. Everything went on.

I was, in a way, irrelevant.

It was a humbling experience. It also made me vow to never work myself that hard again. All that suffering, all that work, had been for nothing. At some point, I had failed to notice the point of diminishing returns and just kept working. Now, so many years later, I can look back and see the cruelest part of all that – in that state of mind, with so few physical and emotional resources, I was never going to bring my store into a state of excellence. I was trying to hit standards, but what I needed wasn’t more labor. What I needed was time and space to network, learn and think about how to do that in a way that brought in revenue. I can tell you for sure, with my mind focused on how to get everything done so I could race home, sleep fast and hustle back to work – I was never thinking about the big picture. I was destined to kill myself in order to be mediocre. Ouch!

Here’s another story:

I used to work with a woman who over-worked herself daily. She insisted that everything with her name on it be perfect, meticulous. She was very unhappy and considering quitting. I remember asking her if she couldn’t just lower her standards for a bit. She was adamant that she couldn’t do a less than perfect job. She expected herself to deliver excellent work. She was unwilling to choose anything to leave undone.

She had a long commute so she rented a room near our office so that she could continue to work late. Her spouse remained at their home. Her unhappiness deepened. I asked again, why not just leave on time and see what happens?

She couldn’t bring herself to try it, even for a week. Instead, she left the company.

She basically drove herself to quit so she didn’t have to fail. The more perfect everything had to be, the further she got from the failure line, the less clear she was about how far she’d gone. She thought failure was one missing comma away when in reality it was a dozen minor details behind her. Diminishing returns are the most expensive.

Think about these stories. Can you see how the actions myself and my friend were taking were actually LESS helpful to our companies, families, and teams than if we’d given ourselves space to stop and take stock, regroup and refocus on what mattered?

Thought errors are easier to see in other people than ourselves.

That’s one reason we hire coaches. Nobody was making me scrub the floor under the shelves in my store on my knees. (Yes, I did that.) Nobody was making my friend deliver suitable-for-framing meeting minutes. Nowhere is this clearer than for my clients who own the business they work in. Everything they’re doing is literally up to them – and they too, suffer.

Even in endurance focused cultures where those who “sleep under their desks” are cheered, the rubber hits the road right under our own chair. Can we prioritize our work well? Can we tell people no? Can we accept some sub-par performance in less critical areas so we can deliver on the important stuff? Have we even stopped to think about what the most valuable work we can do today is? Can we just go the heck home when there’s still some work left to do? For many of us, we could, but we don’t. We want to please people, feel important and be excellent. Some of us are waiting for people above us in the chain to notice that we need relief and give us permission to stop the madness.

I’m not saying that we should never put in overtime. I’m suggesting that we set some guidelines for ourselves. I’m saying, figure out what you want to try, tell your manager what you’re doing and then do it. For a week. See what shakes out. And then try something else.

Don’t ask your manager to solve your work-life balance issue – quite frankly, they can’t. They can help, but in the end, you still have to do the important work and then get up and go home.

That, my tired friends, is having mercy on yourself –

And that? Is OK.

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