Today, I imagined, I would hit the ground running. After being out of town and out of touch, I was itching to reconnect.
Motivated with Monday Morning Mojo, I would guzzle my husband’s excellent, dark roast coffee! I would read something inspirational! I would catch up on email! I would blog! I would sort the pesky pile of papers and unopened mail! I would conquer self-doubt and sleepiness!
Instead, we had an inexplicable power failure. Outdoors, it was cloudy, but not stormy or windy. Why today, of all days? I lost a few moments to crankiness, but caught myself: Perhaps this was a good thing.
Instead of flinging myself into mindless and mad expectations-of-great-accomplishment, I had to slow down. A lot. No coffee… no light… my iPhone the only working device in the house.
I stepped outside at 6:30 a.m. to reconnect in person with neighbors. We discussed our shared fate. One offered to help open our garage door manually (a skill lost on some of us who rely on automatic everything). I drove to the nearest electrified shopping center for take-out breakfast and coffee.
I witnessed a Durham traffic officer expertly directing cars during rush hour, exemplifying public service. He was an artist managing the crazy intersection; thanks to him I got home safely.
Upon returning to my quiet office I picked up my old-fashioned paper planner, contemplating my schedule and the hours in a day. I noticed my goals for this Monday — and for several weeks, to be honest — had no relationship to reality.
It takes a while to get back on track. This is true after trips, and after tripping over obstacles. Nursing wounds, grief, and backlog from months of challenging events may require even more time.
I sipped and savored my Panera coffee. I turned the calendar pages, taking big, deep breaths, seeking space in my tangled schedule. I realized some things would need to be postponed or cancelled. It would be okay.
Almost imperceptibly, electricity returned at 8:20. I did not hit the ground running. Instead, I felt more grounded about what I can do today. The power failure offered my next learning-in-the-dark lesson. I’m grateful and happy the lights are back on. 🙂