I lost my charger.
Not the Dollar General one. The one that goes to my work computer. It’s an Apple MacBook Pro charger. It costs about the same as the Pittsburgh Pirates payroll. I left it plugged in in the media tent during All-Star weekend. (I was hungry and distracted.)
I bought a replacement at a lower cost – about the same as the payroll of the Kansas City Royals, for comparison.
It’s not as fast and fancy. But it works. Thing is, I need to keep plugged in almost always, so I don’t get distracted and hungry and wind up with 7% battery and 37 stories to write. I can also plug my iPhone into this little charger that could.
When I plug in, I eliminate the worry of running out of juice.
Not being able to do what I need to do. I found a compelling parallel with other power sources in my life. If I’m plugged in – to family, coaching, meditation, writing, systems I’ve established to help me get to things one at a time – I can focus on what I do.
Who knew a 12W charger would represent the powerhouse in my life?
I’m grateful for that, among other things. Here’s what else:
1-The way things and conversations manifest. I used to worry about being in the right place. I’d see what I perceived an opportunity pass me by – but at what cost? I’ve found now that opportunity tends to present itself to me right where I stand.
2-Easy Sunday mornings, even early ones. I have a recurring appointment on my calendar called writing time. It’s largely ignored. Sunday morning is usually for early work or recovery. But I had one lately that felt perfect for catching up on just being.
3-Ashley letting me use her charger every day. Our extraordinary designer is the only one around here with the same type of charger cord. She’d lend me hers to get to 100% and go through the rest of the day on a wing and a prayer.
4-Camdyn’s giving spirit. This kid has a way about her. I see it when kids – especially younger ones – need help. She volunteers for Special Olympics and I’m not sure who has more joy, Camdyn or the athletes! I’ve decided it’s mutual and it’s based on love.
5-Pace. The pace of life has slowed. The calendar hasn’t relented. But it’s the pace. Work is work, travel time is travel time, and soccer training is soccer training. None is wasted with thoughts of the next thing coming. Or the overwhelming list that looms.
6-A shorter work commute work. Today took an hour with fog and wrecks, but it’s usually 33 minutes of open highway. I resist the urge to stop off at Jack in the Box or QT. I don’t feel like I’ve been a tackling dummy for the Alabama defense when I get to work.
7-Chaos. It gives me something to conquer. A messy car. An impossible schedule. A team I wasn’t sure at first how I could best serve. So I dig in. Alleviate this, solve that. Learn from it all.
Suddenly you’re calling the shots and navigating in a space you’ve created, not been force-fed.
8-A belief that it’s okay just to be. Goals shouldn’t haunt us. They should keep us focused. Today, though, can’t be wasted. It’s equally about how far you’ve come and how much momentum you have to keep going. Even in the face of setbacks.
9-Coaching soccer. It’s not often easy, but when you find those moments … when you can teach, connect, inspire. Or just be part of those processes, if you don’t feel like the catalyst. Sixteen years into this gig, I’m starting to feel confident.
10-Melanie finding her college home. I love to see positive posts on Instagram about my niece’s school. Madison found that. Hayden has discovered it, and I know Camdyn has a lot of good examples around her when it’s time for her to choose, too.
What about you? What has you giddying up on the #gratitudeandshit horse this week?