
I have been classified by some as a workaholic. While I have a hard time just sitting still when there is work that needs to be done, I don’t know that I would say my love of work is a sickness that needs to be cured.
Seriously – I have five kids – that means work. I have a house that needs to be cleaned, laundry that needs to be done and creative juices that need to be drawn out. It all involves doing something. So I do.
Often my doing can turn into all consuming projects where it seems I am on the edge of a huge volcano, looking down into its core while seeing lava shooting up that I am sure is going to obliterate my being into ashes. Most of the time I freak out, stress, and then get the project done and move on, amazed that it all works out. After years of this pattern I am quite convinced that the “working out” part has nothing to do with me.
This move is different. So many things have fallen into place, the lack of opposition has caused me to think of my whole approach to projects in a completely different light. I am not freaking out. This is big because this project is like the biggest thing I have ever taken on and definitely outside of my comfort zone.
However, there are just too many “coincidences” that make me realize this project is being blessed in more ways than one. Saturday was just two of many examples…
We were looking at rentals and found three good options. In the third property we ventured down to the unfinished basement and found this -

He was alive – but just barely. So weak he could barely hang onto anything – believe me we tried! I took him with us in the car and tried to feed him a drop of my watered down soft drink in the car – after a few minutes of this he started flapping his wings stronger so dh wouldn’t let me keep him to show the kids, he insisted we let him out. So I carried him in my hands and placed him on a flower bush…
While I don’t know what happened to the sweet swallowtail, I do know that he was quite a bright moment in a dreary day of details in this long move. Kind of like Martha.
We are down to the wire on our cost construction breakdown – and we are finding that locating subs and quotes is a difficult thing to do at a time when everyone wants to be out vacationing with their families. One quote we are really waiting on and not knowing when we will get back is our lumber quotes. We have wanted to get a quote from one company and when we have called them, their turnaround time on quotes has put us too close or past our deadline.
Saturday we visited Cabelas to pick up a few things and the guy who helped us out happened to mention that he has a second job at a lumber company. We asked him if he knew of anyone there we could talk to and he put us in contact with a guy who could meet with dh first thing Monday AM and get a quote back the same day. A nice “suprise” – who knew we would run into exactly the right person who could put us in contact with THE right person to talk to?
Maybe my problem with past projects is that I always thought everything rested on my shoulders and if I didn’t make it happen it would fall on my plate. None of us can make it all happen – things happen when the timing is right and the work is done.
Which brings me to my new perspective and practice. Working like I usually do however, feeling like I have no control over the outcome, I am just along for the journey and education. I am not 100% sure this whole project will work out, but what I am 100% sure on is that along the way I am going to enjoy the ride and learn a lot.
It all works out – sometimes not according to what I wanted and thought was best. Yet at the same time I have learned again and again in life that in hindsight, what I thought I so desperately wanted and needed wasn’t always the best thing for me.
Often by letting go, I get the best things. I have to be patient and eventually it all comes together. The best things are often different than I would have expected and yet better than I could have ever dreamed. Quite frankly, they are wonderful surprises.
The catalyst in all this is patience, time and hope.