beep…beeep…. beeeeppp… ENGINE OVERHEATING… beeeeppp… beeep… beep
Not necessarily the sound you want your truck to make when you are in the drive-thru of McDonald’s getting a snack for the one you are picking up from football conditioning practice.
“where are you?”
“in McDonald’s parking lot with a very hot truck and your snack”
Thankfully, my hero rode up in a grey pickup and after adding anti-freeze and water, traded trucks with me and went to get the hot, hungry, and tired boy.
My truck requires fluids to keep running well. If I pay attention and replenish when the fluid gets low, I don’t get stuck in a hot McDonald’s parking lot with the hood raised on a hot truck. I’m thrilled to say that, at least this time, I paid attention to the incessant warning bell and stopped the truck before I blew a head gasket.
Today was a reminder, for me, that I function in much the same way. I require refreshment and refueling. Often, though, I don’t pay attention to the warning signs, I just plow ahead trying to get it all done… to be everything to everyone… to meet the ridiculous standard I set for myself… to succeed and not fail. In my pursuit of ridiculousness, I often blow a gasket… or two.
I’m learning to seize the moments that refresh… refuel… and relax. Sometimes I seize a moment by letting something else go. Other times, I simply go with the flow.
And, when the flow is a spontaneous invitation for pizza and pool…
… I chose to let the computer go t0 seize the moment with my family and my camera… a wise move!