142 Marbles
Bloody hell. I was driving the kids to school today when I noticed smoke coming from the front hood of my car. I dropped them off, stopped the car and called a local auto mechanic who told me to bring it in. When I was driving there, I noticed how stressed I was getting as I watched the smoke waft from the hood. I stopped myself, wondering, “Why the stress?” True, I know nothing about cars and the not knowing what was wrong was a bit troublesome. Yet I was on my way to the place where someone would know. True, it was only 6 marbles ago that I had to get new brakes on my car. I was hoping that I’d be free from car problems for a while. But these things tend to come in threes – the brakes, the pinworms, and now the wafting smoke. Hopefully I’m done.
The mechanic was a banjo-playing ex-marathon runner who drove the same Honda as I do so I figured I was in pretty good hands. After poking around a bit, he told me I needed a new radiator – nothing life-threatening, just a new radiator. I asked him to throw in an oil change and tune-up and call it a day. Yay Visa.
Today I remember that when I feel myself getting tense and stressed out, I have to ask, “Why?” There is nothing that can happen that I can’t get through (not that I want to really put this theory to the test). Getting stressed out about inconveniences isn’t good for me, nor does it move me closer towards a solution. When I feel out of control because I lack the skill set to tackle a problem, there will always be someone who does have the skill set. Someone like the banjo-playing mechanic.
What would it take for you to move into more ease?
Bloody hell. I was driving the kids to school today when I noticed smoke coming from the front hood of my car. I dropped them off, stopped the car and called a local auto mechanic who told me to bring it in. When I was driving there, I noticed how stressed I was getting as I watched the smoke waft from the hood. I stopped myself, wondering, “Why the stress?” True, I know nothing about cars and the not knowing what was wrong was a bit troublesome. Yet I was on my way to the place where someone would know. True, it was only 6 marbles ago that I had to get new brakes on my car. I was hoping that I’d be free from car problems for a while. But these things tend to come in threes – the brakes, the pinworms, and now the wafting smoke. Hopefully I’m done.
The mechanic was a banjo-playing ex-marathon runner who drove the same Honda as I do so I figured I was in pretty good hands. After poking around a bit, he told me I needed a new radiator – nothing life-threatening, just a new radiator. I asked him to throw in an oil change and tune-up and call it a day. Yay Visa.
Today I remember that when I feel myself getting tense and stressed out, I have to ask, “Why?” There is nothing that can happen that I can’t get through (not that I want to really put this theory to the test). Getting stressed out about inconveniences isn’t good for me, nor does it move me closer towards a solution. When I feel out of control because I lack the skill set to tackle a problem, there will always be someone who does have the skill set. Someone like the banjo-playing mechanic.
What would it take for you to move into more ease?
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