The sun sets on another day...
Power, tension, angst, fiery indignation, more power, a little burn, gas fumes, exhaust fumes, a few carbs in between, filler up, and ahhhhh. All these things relate directly to a power outage in an ice storm. Sounds like fun eh? Well, you don't want to be unprepared when you see it coming and you want to be wary of the crack crack crack of trees as they fall all around you. Well, maybe that's just me.
So tonight at sunset I was keeping a generator running to keep water out of the basement during a pouring rain deluge in a semi ice storm surrounded by cracking trees, and in the middle of it all, I smiled. Why? Well, I know a lot of people who freak out when things go south, and I do admit I am pretty much done with the weird weather, but having a handle on it and staying ahead has a certain amount of satisfaction tied to it.
You know, curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back and I was satisfied at keeping a house warm, keeping power on key elements of the house, and keeping on keeping on. To me that is a big part of a big key.
So as the sun sets on another day, I will make this short and sweet today, when life hands you lemons, make a strawberry slushie and walk all over those lemons, after all it is your choice daily to make the world what you ant it to be. Enjoy it even if IT is really getting you down, turn it around. You can do it if you try, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and ice is nice but icees are tasty...
The sun sets on another day...
The day was cool and crisp and the ice glazed the landscape like a magical frosting. A magical frosting that knocked down trees and covered cars and homes. In the end, it was a good day, but only if you look at it the right way.
As I was driving through the ice storm this morning (You have to love it when a paragraph starts with that) I found that I was musing about all the past ice storms in my life. there have been quite a few as Lexington KY seems to be right in the heart of ice storm land, and now it appears Muskegon MI is right there too. I remembered an ice storm when I was in my first year of college that comes to mind and made me laugh.
I was feverish, perhaps pretty heavily feverish, but it is hard to be sure. I lived at home and had a new girlfriend at UK, and really wanted to see her or talk to her. Well, back then we did not have cell phones and if you wanted to call someone you hoped they were home. We did not have text (gasp) and could not send videos (eeek) and Facebook only happened when someone hit you in the head with War and Peace. So, here I was, alone, feverish, and I suddenly realized I had the solution to everything back then: the keys to my car.
Now, you have to understand, a car was not a thing you drove while you were texting back then, it was a signification you actually had something in life. A car was not something given blindly to you, it was something you worked for, put gas in, loved, and treated like it mean something. Usually you worked on your own car (Because you could back then) and I really liked my car a lot. So I took my keys and went outside and found that I had to skate to the car. Fortunately I had enough presence of mind (it may not sound like it) to put shoes on and it was not ice skating on bare feet but instead ice skating on tennis shoes.
So I got in my car, and started it. The world thrummed as the engine on that magnificent machine came to life and I saw quickly that I was encased in a brick of ice. No problem. I let the heat run for a moment and had a nice view port in the front of my window. I was ready. It was an ice storm dream and I was ready to conquer and go see my college lady and I did the amazing, I backed out of the driveway. No issue, I only slipped a little. Putting the car in drive I began to work my way around the turn back to the main road and success. (Success spelled as a place across town)
I was ready and that is when the car started slipping. I had never realized there was a slight hill to get out of the subdivision and as I tried to get up it the car would slide backwards, then up it again, and back again. The angle was less than 5 degrees, but it was enough as I went up again, and slid back again. Well, my poor car had horsepower to spare, after all I had raced it and proved it so I did the only logical thing, I pressed down to go faster, and, as you would expect, slid backwards.
It was at this point that the cold outside must have lowered my fever enough to inject some sense into me and I realized a few things. 1) I was out in an ice storm that had literally inches of ice on trees and I could hear them breaking. 2) I did not wear a coat out in this ice storm in my haste to get where I thought I should be going. 3) I did not bring my glasses and I was never blind, in an ice storm in my car with no coat. 4) I was feverish and should be in bed.
Clarity hit like it should have, somewhere between brick in the head (Krazy Kat Ignatz) and a box of TNT (Courtesy of Acme originally addressed to a coyote). I somehow got the car to the side of the road next to the curb, turned it off and tried to get out of the drivers door only to find I could not stand on the road, so I got out of the passenger door and walked on the crunchy grass 10 houses to home, went inside, turned on my black and white tv. Sorry, no movies on demand back then, 3 stations talking about the ice storm and KET (Educational TV that usually was playing something very boring except on Monty Python night). I feel asleep and woke up the next morning without the fever and feeling a lot better.
So as the sun sets on another day, there is a moral to this long winded recital of a past memory. The moral is, sometimes we don't see the world as it is, and when we don't reality can hit us hard. At the same time, a weird side moral is the fight to get somewhere can be as exciting as getting there, or at least as entertaining, and maybe another that sometimes you just go with the flow, and chill out. (and raw horsepower does not work on ice) Well, maybe I learned a lot that night, and that was the moral of it all anyway. Anyway, take a moment, and when life gives you an ice storm, instead of rushing over top to defeat it, take it slow, enjoy the moment, and smile at the crystals, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, stay warm, and be amazing every day...
The sun sets on another day...
I want to just state for the record that the song did not go "drip drip drop little piece of ice" or anything of a similar nature. Still, we are there right now, and I just went outside and checked the generator, and how crusted my truck is. The answer: My truck is a brick, but the generator fired right up.
So it is a good night! Sure, little shards of ice are falling like tiny razor blades in the sky, and sure, it is not a super night to go for a jog, er, well, if I liked jogging, but it is a good night because the thing I need is fine, and the thing I will need, well, it is fine too, just covered in ice.
How many times do we focus on the parts of life that are less than perfect thinking that is where we should be looking, only to find everything is gonna be all right.
Now, don't think I am lost in a shroud of positiveness that exceeds the realm of imagination, I may be, but I doubt it. There are of course bad things that happen, like the little razor blades right now. Instead consider me the "I'm gonna get over this obstacle no matter what" kinda person that won't let everything get me down until I crash like a poorly flown paper airplane lit on fire by a candle.
Make that a goal for you too. Not because I said so of course, that would be silly, but because it is a little more fun to enjoy the good parts of a day than the icy razor blades of the day. Right?
So as the sun sets on another day, woof, it is a good day. Even if it is a tomorrow covered in ice there will be a silver lining, perhaps in the hole in my pants from falling on the ice, but somewhere someone will get a laugh, and I will smile, and it will all be good. Enjoy your day, enjoy your moments, and make today that day to be better, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and hide from the ice...
The sun sets on another day...
The day was covered in fog, then rain, then lightning while thunder slammed the windows, then fog again, and who knows what will be next. Another door will open, another challenge will be found.
To me it is amazing how many faces the world gives us. I have heard the same joke many places I live, "don't like the weather, wait a few minutes and it will change" and it seems to be true, well, everywhere. Except maybe San Diego, but that is another story. The world seems to want to give a different face all the time, and it is our job to adapt and find a way to become a part of the landscape, enjoying whatever we are given, or finding a way to overcome it.
So who cares, besides me that is?
Well, we are pretty much measured by what we overcome. I think we can agree on that. So each day in this wild weather we become more. We become stronger, we become more experienced, we become ready for more, and in the process we become better people.
Sometimes I wish it were different, but the only way to become really good at something is to face the bad of something. The only way to succeed is still to fail. Let's make sure that sinks in, the only way to succeed is still to fail. I know, I know, that sucks in itself. People are so afraid of failing, but as they fail they learn important lessons about themselves, what they want, what they don't want, and how they want to reach for more. Truly our difficult weather defines us more than our successes, and perhaps it is that weather that makes a good person. It is worth the thought.
So as the sun sets on another day, today is a lot of things we don't want normally, but perhaps today is also a lot of things that makes us a better person. Perhaps today will define us one day and in the process, we will understand a little more because of a cold misty day. In the end, we all find our way through adversity to a lot more. Perhaps tomorrow will be bright sunny and warm, and we will enjoy that too!
Sleep sweet, love life, and keep moving forward...