This morning I spilled milk, which was a small bother.
One reason I like my jobs is that I cannot mess anything up too badly. The news this morning reminded me that life has some really big spills. I simply can't destroy that much. When I flounder while teaching math, I've wasted a few minutes for 30 people and that part of the lesson or activity gets fixed and done better next class. When I mess up while leading a Shabbat service, people might be shaken from a worshipful attitude, but only temporarily.
So I feel quite fortunate to have jobs that grant me a lot of opportunity to help people, with comparatively little opportunity to cause problems. Yay!
