Don’t you love how when you make a plan, life steps in and disrupts even the best laid plans?
Truthfully? I don’t!
But it all comes back to accepting what is, and working with what is in front of me, not what I wish was there.
I had planned on finishing up organizing our bedroom. On getting the bags for giveaway out to my car for giving away to a shelter downtown.
I had planned on moving the chair from our bedroom to the den downstairs.
I had planned a lot of things for this week to get done in the evenings. And then life stepped in.
Well, actually, a shoulder injury erupted and now I can’t move my left arm without a whole bunch of grunting and groaning.
My office is a 10 minute walk from where I park my car. Last year, in an effort to create more space for youth programming we moved several teams to office space provided by the Calgary Police Service. It’s part of a larger initiative to set up a ‘Family Hub’ in the downtown core that will provide vulnerable children and their families access to vital resources to help them navigate housing crisis and prevent homelessness.
It is a big idea that is starting to really take shape. It’s a big idea that could make a big difference in the lives of vulnerable children and their families. And I am grateful to be part of it.
I also love my new office space as does the team. It’s bright and airy, spacious. But, to keep costs down, we kept our parking at the location next to the family emergency shelter for which I work. It was a twofold decision. Parking is less expensive just out of the downtown core and, by parking at the shelter, I intentionally go through the shelter on my way to my office. Which means, I connect with the team at the shelter and stay better connected to ‘the cause’ — ending child and family homelessness.
Challenge is, some days my bag is too heavy.
I had a stack of folders I carried with me Friday when I left the office because my first three meetings were at the shelter yesterday morning.
And then, I picked up supplies at the shelter after my meeting and loaded up my bag. Throwing it over my left shoulder, I took the walk to my office.
When I had to go back for a meeting later in the day, I loaded up my bag with more folders I knew I’d need later.
Which wouldn’t be too bad if several dislocations in years gone by hadn’t created an unstable shoulder. Loading it up doesn’t work.
And so, my best laid plans went awry.
I had to deal with what is, not what I wished.
And yes, accountability-wise, I did overload my bag and I did put too much strain on my shoulder.
But dang, if only it was not so sensitive to the things I do that don’t support me. If only I hadn’t dislocated it so often skiing hard and fast in those days gone by when I thought skiing hard and fast was the only way to ski!
See, I know loading up my bag and throwing it over my shoulder doesn’t work.
I did it anyway because in that moment, my shoulder was fine.
And that is where accountability truly does matter.
To be accountable means working ‘with’ my body, not against it. It means honouring those places where old injuries have undermined joints and muscles. It means keeping joints and muscles strong today.
I loaded up my bag yesterday.
It wasn’t the smartest thing to do and now, I’m paying the price.
Note to self: Take care of your body. It’s the only vehicle you’ve got to get around in this world. You can’t trade it in for a newer model so you’ve got to treat this one like it’s made to last!