Forget the Funk

We all have those times when we feel like we've been in a funk. Typically we just ignore it, knowing it will pass. I know that has been my mo over the years. Something interesting happened to me this last time though & a very valuable epiphany was made.

Tiffany's Epiphany - forget the funk, only after you determine the root of the funk!

I've been in a funk for about 2 1/2 months. Without getting into too much detail, I put myself out there and attempted a promotion at work. Not once but twice. It would be easy if the feedback that came with each turn down was that I sucked. Seriously, it would be. Instead, I have a lot of strengths to be proud of but I lack a certain corporate something that enables me to interview in that manner. I'm not going to lie, I felt a little beat up and very disappointed.

 I thought maybe I was in a funk because of the turn downs. It wasn't difficult to turn that thought around. I enjoy my job tremendously. I have extremely fun and wonderful people to work with every day. It's close to home and the work/life balance rivals that of most jobs in leadership roles.

Funk solved right? No, not exactly...

For some reason the stress I had felt during the interviewing process wasn't going away. My shoulders began to tighten. I had a few migraines. I didn't feel well. I wasn't depressed. I wasn't sad. Yet, for some reason, I still wasn't able to forget the funk.

One afternoon I met a dear friend for lunch. We sat on the patio watching it pour rain and discussed our dreams. We talked about how we believe everything happens for a reason. We just don't always know what that reason may be until later. It was that day I realized why I hadn't been able to forget the funk. I was going against my grain. I wasn't walking the path I should be. If you go against your purpose you will never be able to forget the funk. Let me explain.

When I was young I can remember wanting to become a veterinarian for a long time. As a teen I thought of some other jet setting jobs and thankfully as a young adult the pregnancy of my son kept me from some of the paths I could have taken that I probably wouldn't be too proud of today.A few years back my Sister adopted a yellow lab. She put so much thought into picking out this special puppy. Instead of buying a lab from a breeder she wanted to adopt and do the right thing in saving a life. She woke up before dawn and drove quite a way to the store where the adoption event would be held that day. She picked out a name and some special things just for the new puppy. She even had to battle it out with another person over who was there first to get this special little yellow lab. My Sister won that battle and brought sweet little Lexi home. It didn't take long for her to find out that little Lexi was very sick. After a few days and more than a thousand dollars in vet bills later, sweet little Lexi left us. We were heart broken but what my Sister did was give sweet little Lexi a few days of joy, love, and life before it was too late. That is a priceless gift. We called the store and the person who brought Lexi in. We got her a little refund but that didn't change how wrong the entire situation was. Later my Sister got Lexi 2 and I got my sweet Lucy. I realized I wanted to do something with dogs. I love animals but dogs have a special place in my heart like none other. They just bring us so much love and joy, they can be companions to people in need, and they work along side us in so many ways. This is my life's passion and this is where my path should lead me.

Every time I try to go against this, I get into a funk. As soon as I realized this, the only funk I've felt is the funkified pleasure of life!! I feel better! I am happy! I don't care about those things that just shouldn't matter! I realize that I have a job to help me get to my passion in life. A perfect job to help me get there and now that I know this I need to stick to the plan and make it happen!

Funk Forgotten!!