The little red hen
became a minister in the church of the big lebowski
Once there was a little red hen. This little red hen did everything. All of the things all of the time. The others? It’s not like they didn’t try. This hen beat them to it. Most of the tasks. Most of the time.
This little red hen came in before all of the others.
This little red hen always stayed later than all of the others.
This was all this little red hen could do.
Time off would be
Eventually, tired of being lonely, exhausted with being exhausted, worn out, and on the verge of a nervous collapse, the little red hen did something different.
This little red hen went and saw the head shrinker.
(and the sky did not fall)
Now you would think that hens, with their tiny little heads, wouldn't need to see a head shrinker.
You'd be surprised.
Slowly but surely, this little red hen learned to slow down and let other people step in.
The little red hen, learn to let go of extremely high expectations.
The little red hen thrived by making room for disappointment, inconvenience, dis…
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