This past weekend, I found myself in one of those “woe is me” moods, which, fortunately, don’t hit me too often. The amount of consulting work that needed to be done by Monday seemed overwhelming, I’d fallen pretty badly behind on writing my new book on leading “out-of-the-box” change, and on top of that I was struggling with a cold that wouldn’t go away. Some TLC would’ve pepped me up, but, alas, my wife Barbara was in North Carolina on a buying trip for her interior design business, so I was stuck with my morose self.