I added honor walks to the list of things that make me cry when I see them. My transplant group posted a video of a person that was on their way to donate their organs due to being brain dead. I was flooded with emotion. I thought of Colie and what a wonderful gift she shared with Ethan. I thought about what her family must have gone through. I remember how weird it was to be excited that they found a heart for Ethan but how bitter sweet it was because another family suffered a tremendous loss for that to happen.
All good reminders for when I perceive I am having a bad day. I need to just reset and watch more of those videos.
Today I met with one of my managers. I respect her and have been working with her for over two years. I felt she didn’t have an open mind about an issue we were partnering over. So we met.
As we talked, she shared her feelings. She was frustrated and upset with some things that unfolded. Hearing her concerns, I was able to direct the conversation in a positive direction and by the end of the conversation, she agreed to move forward with something outside her comfort zone.
I enjoyed the process of helping her get to her own conclusion. I used re-framing as my biggest tool. By the end of the conversation she had relaxed and was even joking. After the meeting was over I felt good about how things went and even had a “wow, that was cool!” moment.
Paul and I are in the process of getting a loan for various projects. Paul and I both received our credit scores. I keep track of all the bills and handle the money in this household.
We have a good credit score, but mine was better. Mine. Was. Better!!! I let an evil laugh escape when I found out. “Ha ha!!!!” I said. “It’s because girls are better than boys.” Paul did not care for this comment and disagreed.
We have a busy weekend coming up, so I picked up my groceries today. I spent this evening making a large batch of Chex mix (low sodium version) for snacking on. I have several bags I put in the freezer. Paul inhaled an entire bag himself, so it must have been at least ok.
Those Chex mix bags will be readily available in case Ethan needs a snack.
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