My day did not go exactly according to plan.
I knew I had a coaching call scheduled, and I planned a strategy session to finish work on a program I will be offering out soon. Basically, a loose day allowing room for creative work-play.
The toilet decided to act up, flushing by itself at increasingly shorter intervals. I knew I would be unable to ignore it, and found myself frustrated that this problem appeared when I had work to do.
(You know, The Universe should have scheduled this for the day I wanted to work on the toilet, and had plenty of spare time.)
Needing to get in the right frame of mind for my coaching call, I went outside to a beautiful day, although hot and humid. The call was a lot of fun, a highlight of my day.
Back inside, the incessant flushing beckoned. I did a little research online, grabbed some tools, and went to work. I was actually able to fairly quickly diagnose the problem and remedy the situation. In the process, though, I did water much of the bathroom floor, so I followed up the repair work with a lovely cleaning of the floor. On a side note, but tangentially related, I also cleaned out the drain of the bathtub.
I went for a run, which can often aid me getting my head in a good place (or out of the way). After that I showered, did some laundry, then vacuumed. As I was considering getting to the work on the program, I was needed for shuttle service, then out for an early anniversary dinner.
When we returned, it was still light, so I worked in the garden for about an hour, requiring another shower after.
Here’s my point–if I look at what I planned to do today, I failed. But, I did some good work today. Good coaching. Fixed the toilet (mostly). Did some household chores, which makes me feel successful, and which the wife appreciates. Spent a lovely time with Joy at dinner. Got my run in and got my hands dirty in the garden.
I feel good-tired, and I’ll take it.
Look out tomorrow, we’ve got some work to do (hopefully).
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