I got it wrong recently.

So wrong it was still nagging me overnight.

The problem wasn't the perspective I had to share. It was that I shared it too early. And maybe too bluntly.

If I'd had the self-control to let the other person keep talking, it would have been an entirely different conversation. But I just wanted to share.

I had something I really cared about and I was primed and ready to go. Like I'd pulled back the rubber on a slingshot: loaded, ready to release.

Classic Moment of Truth.

The irony? The week before, I'd been running a Masterclass that included the

benefits of keeping your cake hole shut.

If I'm honest, I wasn't as switched on as I needed to be. Acting on impulse. If I'd been just a bit more aware, I'd have seen that moment coming.

Which has been a good reminder this week to eat my own dog food and ask myself better questions: “Hey Stu, how is this conversation going to test you?”

I teach this stuff. Doesn't mean I don't have to grapple with it too 🫣