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reSLience… a.k.a. resilience

it's what lies within that really matters

Monthly Archives: September 2009

You really have to be careful what you ask for.  Bottom line: Blessings come in all shapes and sizes.  Most recently I have been blessed with an incredible new career challenge.  I love my job.  If I won the lottery I may answer differently, but until then 😉 I do love what I do.  I’m a PBS Kid through and through.  I love the resources online, I love the programming on air, I love sharing things with teachers, I love watching kids recount their favorite characters – even “kids” that aren’t so little any more.

I love the challenge of finding resources that connect one dot to another.  I love putting all sorts of fun things in the hands of teachers and parents and kids – like magnifying tools, and posters, and and and.

I do NOT love stressful Friday afternoons when things you thought were tied up neatly come untied.  But honestly, who does.  I do NOT love imposing on people who work as hard or harder than I do to help retie something up.  I know this comes with the territory.  Bottom line we like to say is in our line of work no one ever died from a mistake made in our jobs.  I think we might need a poster with that line on it.  No one ever died.  Honestly.  Those who find life and death stress in our line of work need to think of that.

I am not on the front line of a combat squad.  I am not flying a plane.  I am not putting bad guys behind bars.  I am providing wonderful, researched, creative resources to kids, parents, students, teachers and the community. Possible death is NOT a disclaimer memo I had to sign when I accepted the job.

But, at the end of the day, I am a mom, a wife, a human ultimately, and I go home.  I try my best to turn off the work side of my brain but some days it becomes harder than others. (no laughing from the peanut gallery who knows me personally, please! 🙂 )  Friday afternoon when manufactured crisis hit — it became hard to turn off.  I always screw up cliches but not so much that they are unrecognizable.  This Friday afternoon was one of those.  “An emergency on your part does not constitute an emergency on my part” kind of situation.  But… it was.  Not life or death… but one that had to be dealt with.

I wish I had the ultra super secret code to have fixed it myself and not bothered anyone else but fortunately my team was willing to help and understood that I didn’t hold those super secret codes.  I thanked them more than twice.  I probably thanked them so much I made them annoyed.  But… since I couldn’t hand them my bottle of Tums through the phone, it was the best I could do.

So… I return to my regularily scheduled weekend.  The couch has my name on it and the stress that started the weekend subsided and the workshop that filled my Saturday was successful and we have resumed our regularily scheduled programming.

Probably a silly blog post honestly but at least it will help remind me I lived through a so-called crisis with the help of those I appreciate so much.  A little sleep, ok a LOT of sleep, some fancy fixes on the web and life resumes to normal.  Honestly… anyone who thinks they travel through life totally alone and self-reliant is fooling themselves.  It takes a village… really… even if it isn’t life or death.

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Whoever invented Labor Day?  I believe it was the big union leaders rising up against the big bosses (or arriving at a compromise) in the Industrial Age.  Now in the Technological Age — is there such a thing as a “real” holiday?  I’ll wait for my husband to correct my history on this one 😉

The holiday aspect for me comes with sleeping in (until 6:30 instead of 5:30), being able to find a cozy spot on the couch to snuggle and read with my youngest, cheer on the kids as they battle the world of Lego Star Wars on Wii, and just sit.  The overcast skies and intermittent rain has provided some relief of the persistent sun and relentless heat.  Silly that even though temperatures rise here, the cloudy skies trick us into a sense of relief.

I look around the house and think of all the thousands of projects and chores that need my attention.  I dream of a personal assistant and maybe even an “Alice” from the Brady Bunch to rescue us.  There is so much to do.  When do we decide we deserve a personal Labor Day as well as the professional holiday one?

My oldest stayed up late last night watching movies but tucked me in and told me how much they loved me and rubbed my back while hugging me tight.  Those are the moments you want to just freeze in time.  Those are the times when all the “labor” pays off.  The thoughts of clutter and bills and deadlines melt away and I am reminded why I care so much about these little people in my life (who are not all that little any more).

So 1 day down, 2 to go for the breathing deeply, the not-so -rushed days to just be together.  Maybe we will paint fingernails.  Maybe we will play Barbies or more Lego Star Wars.  Maybe we will just all snuggle and watch another movie.  Even from the comfort of my own couch, with the chaos of children and family all around me, I am more than willing to work a few hours on projects I’m excited about at work.  To that end I suppose I thumb my nose at the traditional labor leaders of days long past.

Most importantly I am reminded I need to structure my calendar to include these breaks, this breathing room, far more frequently than I allow myself.  Deep breaths remind me that laughter and silliness are more important than clutter control and last much longer in memories.  Life passes so quickly.  Are you remembering to breathe?

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