Coffee, Keys and Bras…It can all be MacGyvered.

I rarely wager money on anything but  I might be willing to fork over some dough on the obvious assumption that today you will face a problem.

Actually it is even a safer bet that you face more than one and at least one of those will be a doozy.  It will seem insurmountable or maybe it is an ongoing one that pops up at the worst time.

I would even bet lots of money that you could figure it out if I knew just one thing.

Which one of you will channel your inner MacGyver or say those fatal words “yeah but”.

And yet…

I REALLY believe everyone has an inner MacGyver.   Every last one of you.

Why…because in Marie Forleo’s words “Everything is Figuroutable”

One of the things we were taught over and over again when I was training to be an R.N. is that we must above all else be a problem solver.  I learned to look at every problem as a challenge and knew there had to be something I could do to figure it out.

So what does this have to do with coffee, Sunday mornings , keys, and bras?  Lots!

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These things forced me to be creative in my problem solving!

One leisurely Sunday morning I read the paper, drank lots of coffee and finally ( at my dogs urging) got dressed to take him for his morning walk.  I looked at my phone and decided I didn’t want that electronic leash with me and left it on the kitchen counter.

Max and I had a lovely uninterrupted walk but by the time we got home I was in dire need of a bathroom.   Coffee like my dog Max will urgently let you know when it needs to go out!

I opened the garage door and  headed straight to the door into the house  and got that tightness in my stomach  when I realized it was locked.  Then relief..the spare key.  Reached for it and the nail it hung on was unbelievably empty and the dreaded knowledge that I was locked out enveloped my whole body as I muttered a few choice swear words.

I had used it and had not put it back.

My heart sank, my coffee reminded me it was approaching that short window of time where I still had a choice of where and when it would leave me and I was stuck.  My husband was 1500 miles away, the few neighbors I have were at church or away, my phone was in the kitchen and I wanted to cry.

Now my house is secluded in the back with lots of woods so if push buyambienmed.com came to shove I could have made like I was camping and killed a few plants with the risk of poison ivy and ticks … I decided I wasn’t quite to that point.

Pretty and convenient but mmmm..still full of bugs

Private, convenient, and not horrible but mmmm..still full of bugs and ???

Tears would not help so I put my MacGyver hat on and tried everything I could think of and use whatever I had on hand.  After 20 long minutes I somehow, by sticking one end of the blade of a pair scissors in the key hole, moved the mechanism in the doorknob lock and got in.  Phew!

More importantly I felt quite victorious and unstoppable.  What else could I conquer?

Fast forward to this April when I broke my wrist.  Among other things, I figured out how to get my bra on by fastening it, putting it on the floor, stepping into it and wriggling it up my body with my good arm.  Not the easiest or fastest way but I did it!  I’m not even sure MacGyver could have figured that one out 🙂

The one thing I know in coaching is that you probably already have the answer to your question, problem or concern.  That answer might not be obvious and it might require some digging, some inventive possibility thinking and creativeness.  You can, however, get stuck and only see a dead end if you find yourself saying these two words:

Yeah, but.

Those two words have the unique ability to abruptly end any inventive possibility thinking.  Had I not been so determined to dress myself with one hand I might have said “Yeah but no one does it that way”  Yeah but it might hurt my wrist to wriggle into it”  “Yeah but it might get stuck”  It did and I got it unstuck ( glad there is not a video of that one!)

As you are looking at a situation be aware of these two words.  When you find yourself saying them remember to use them as a turning point to look at a different possibility.

Remember it is all figureoutable ….  click here to here the fabulous Marie Forleo tell her story!

Now go figure it out, I know you can!  Look at everything upside down, the view is amazing!

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One last thing! Do  you need help getting past the “Yeah buts” or  are you looking for a new perspective on whatever is going on in your life?  Then lets talk!  Go here for a complimentary coaching session: Let’s Coach

A stranger saved my life, I really hope I can pay it forward.

A stranger saved my life on Valentines Day.   I mean a real stranger.  I don’t know if this person is male or female, young or old, black, white or green with pink polka dots.  It doesn’t matter.  What does matter is this person made it possible for me to still be here, to not make my husband a widower.  God willing I will continue to watch my grandchildren grow and maybe have the joy of great grandkids one day.

This person did it in a very simple way.  They paid attention when I did not.  They were disconnected from the many distractions we have nowadays when we are driving and for that I will be forever grateful.

I am a recovering multi tasker.  I would use any little bits of time to get lots done.  Television commercials are a great time to run around the house and do things and quite honestly the way things are going there will be 25 minutes of commercials and 5 minutes of the program.  Wait I think we are already close to that point.

So it is no surprise that I consider waiting at stoplights a perfect time to clean up the passenger seat, rummage through my purse, open the mail I picked up or check my phone.  Pretty sure I am not alone in this.

I was in an amazing mood after a lovely birthday breakfast for my daughter and her family.  I drove away and smiled thinking of the nice time we had together.  I heard the familiar ding of a text message on my phone and was grateful the stop light ahead was red so I could read it.

And I did..a beautiful thank-you text from my daughter.  I glanced up quickly since I was first in line and saw the light had turned green. I started through the intersection and then I heard someone honking their horn.  It was polite honk, not a long angry one but just one long enough to get my attention. Out of my peripheral vision I saw a car to my left that could have broadsided me and honestly I thought “Dumb ass, why are you honking?  I have the right of way with a green light”

Except I didn’t.

In a heart wrenching moment my sanctimonious self glanced in my rear view mirror and all the cars behind me  were still stopped at the stop light.

I wanted to throw up.

I hadn’t seen a green light.  Not only did I go through a red light, but I put myself and that erectile dysfunction other car in extreme danger.  I could have been broadsided, my car totaled and my life taken.  I immediately thanked the driver and my guardian angel for looking out for me and then I cried, turned off my phone and threw it to the back of the car.

I drove the 75 miles home in silence and prayer.

Nothing…and I do mean NOTHING on my phone, tablet or laptop is worth losing my life over or endangering someone else.  So I made a promise to disconnect and I did.  Oh I still have my phone and all my other gadgets but I now control them.  I thought it would be hard to not only break the addiction to my phone and social media and multi tasking but it was not.  I discovered when I limited myself  that I had more time for things I always said I had no time for..reading, decluttering, photography, writing.

I won’t be the one at lunch looking at my phone and I will politely ask you to put it away so we can visit.  Not an unreasonable request.

Ironically sitting at home on my bedside table was a book I have been wanting to read titled:

“The Joy of Missing Out”  Finding Balance in a Wired World by Christina CookFullSizeRender (5)

The title alone says it all and it is a wonderful book.  I now have time to read it.

I still post and read face book and check my e-mail.  I am just not obsessed over it.  I am now embracing “The Joy of Missing Out”  rather than FOMO..the “Fear of Missing Out”

The people who really need me can find me without texting, email or face book.   Call my phone or landline, leave a message.  As my mother says “bad news travels fast” and as a nurse I will tell you there are very few “true” emergencies.

When we visited Italy in 2014  (a dream trip I waited a long time for) I learned to look up everywhere we went. The ceilings, the bell towers..oh my gosh there was so much to take in when I looked up.

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And that is my message to you..Look up, pay attention, be with the people who are with you.   We have this amazing privilege called LIFE.  Let us live it looking up and enjoying the things and people around us.

Looking down almost killed me.  Every time I look up I remember and whisper “Thank-you for paying attention”

Be healthy today in every way!