It's the first day of March - and this being a brand new month, I was looking forward to and thinking about getting a lot accomplished this month. All that seemed to go away when I turned on the water for a shower this morning. Nothing got warm. And when I checked the hot water heater, there was a puddle of water coming from it. Uh-oh. It was only 9 AM but I had already walked more than a mile-and-a-half by then, easily giving myself momentum to do another 14,000+ steps day. I put in a service call with the building. And within the hour the maintenance guy came and proceeded to let me know he was going to need to replace the entire hot water unit. It was simply too old. I'm wondering why this is coming up now... today. Coming from the perspective that there are no accidents, no coincidences, what message am I supposed to be getting from this? Just little things going wrong... because of.... What is the because of? Am I needing to do some adjustment to my thought patterns right now? Or maybe the thing was just too old and really needed to go? What else in my life is way old and needs to get replaced with something new? Thought patterns? Emotions? In any case, I was pretty buried in the weeds today to get some more meaning from any of that. Which meant that I simply did what I usually did on Mondays... which was the Business Continuity Report at 10:30 AM. I did NOT end up taking a shower... which meant that would be 3 straight days that I haven't had one. Hope I'm not smelling too earthy right about now. But what can I do eh? Fortunately even though I am physically doing a lot of steps today, it's not like I am sweating up buckets either so I can wait until the guy is done this afternoon of maybe even tomorrow morning. By lunchtime I was already at 7500 steps and it had gotten considerably warmer outside. Almost 80 degrees it was and this being the first day of March, I could smell spring around the corner and more warm days ahead...
By afternoon I could have chosen to take a nap, especially since I didn't get good sleep the last couple of nights. Binge watching cable TV does that to you. But I had such good momentum with all the other stuff I usually do on a Monday before Johnnie gets here and spends the next few days. I had to make penne pasta for his chicken noodle soup, cook up the bacon for me for the week <I can't believe I go through a package of bacon every single week!>, and of cook up my lamb stew, which also lasts for the entire week. All this while gearing up my steps routine of course. By 3 PM I had already gotten near 13000 steps which guarantees that I will finish with at least 14000 for the day. And by 4 PM I had gotten everything cooked up, cleaned up and ready to go to. I was ready to get Johnnie. I sat down and almost fell asleep on the couch right then and there. The sleep deficit from last night had caught up with me. But I needed to hang on for a few more hours. Not to mention whatever would greet me when I get to Lisa's house. As it turned out it wasn't that bad. In fact, she had called me ahead because they never made it to her office to print out stuff for Johnnie's work for the week. Eh, I'm just going to draw up whatever I need to. Lisa hates it when I do that. I don't care. I call it thinking out of the box. So of course I expected to have to put away Johnnie's saved work. But it wasn't nearly as bad as it gets sometimes. It only took us all of 5 minutes to put away. Lisa made it sound like she could drive to her office to do some quick printing. Sounded to me that she felt a bit guilty. hey didn't i bring her some of my own home made lamb stew? And of course, johnnie and the dog hadn't eaten yet. And so all of us went back to the apartment and all had dinner together. Johnnie with his penne chicken noodle soup, me with my lamb stew, the dog with her puppy chow. We're all good to go. And I wasn't done. Of course I had to make chocolate chip cookies tonight didn't I? Yes that boiler stuff from this morning had some kind of effect, but I kept it to a minimum. And i forced us back to routine. Yes... that kind of week.
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