I was in my
truck, driving home from work last week.
This drive was normally a drive that was fraught with frustration. In order to overcome that, I had a rule that
I would use every day. When I passed
Sinclair Lane I would stop thinking about work.
That was the point where I would have to force myself, usually, to
abandon thinking about my job until the next morning; or until someone called
me from work.
That day though, I noticed that Sinclair Lane was still a few miles away and my mind was completely free of frustration. In fact, my mind was completely free from anything but one thought. How was I going to tell Trixie that I had just been laid off? She would ask why. That would be her first question. Should I tell her that it was, in part, my suggestion to the owner of the company? That was probably not a good idea. The real reasoning behind the move was that in this economy, business has just dropped off to the point that they could not afford me any longer. That was the truth. The truth usually works for me these days. When I don’t tell the truth I usually end up in trouble. I would tell Trixie the truth.
That day though, I noticed that Sinclair Lane was still a few miles away and my mind was completely free of frustration. In fact, my mind was completely free from anything but one thought. How was I going to tell Trixie that I had just been laid off? She would ask why. That would be her first question. Should I tell her that it was, in part, my suggestion to the owner of the company? That was probably not a good idea. The real reasoning behind the move was that in this economy, business has just dropped off to the point that they could not afford me any longer. That was the truth. The truth usually works for me these days. When I don’t tell the truth I usually end up in trouble. I would tell Trixie the truth.
The truth
hurts sometimes. That is when people
like me have a hard time telling the truth.
It is hard to tell the truth when you know it might hurt someone you
care about. Trixie’s next question would be, “What are we going to do
now?” I already knew the answer to that
question. I was sure it would be hard to
sell to Trixie though. She is a
realist. I am an idealist. Opposites attract I am told. We are very attracted to each other, Trixie
and I. So, as I was driving home, to tell Trixie the truth, my mind played out
the whole conversation in my head.
“What are we going to do now?” Trixie would say to me.
“I have a plan.” I would reply.
“You have a plan?”
“Yep.”
“Tell me about your plan to pay the mortgage, both car
payments, Sugar’s tuition which is due next week by the way, gas and electric,
the credit card bills, and feed everyone.
Tell me about this plan.”
“That is all.”
“What?” Trixie asked looking at me as if I was completely
insane.
“That is all. That is the plan. That is
all.” I said.
“That is all.
is a blog Tony. That is all. is a page on Facebook.
That is all. is not a
plan. That is all!”
I would go on to explain to her the plans that I have for
That is all. To use the blog as a springboard to do a lot
of things. Things that will help people
who are struggling right now. So many
people have lost their jobs in the economy.
So many people are struggling.
People need good news. That is all would only convey good news. And help businesses do the same thing. And that in doing that, they could help their
businesses grow. Then I would see her
eyes looking up at the ceiling and I would stop talking. I would dust off and update my resume and
apply for a job that I was capable of doing.
I would get the job and do an amazing job and I would be miserable. I knew the drill. I had done it many times.
I pulled into
the driveway, grabbed my briefcase and walked to the mailbox. A coupon for a pizza, the gas and electric
bill, two credit card bills and the tuition bill. And to add insult to injury a brochure for a
college addressed to our daughter, Sugar. The freedom from frustration that I
had felt just a few minutes earlier was fading fast. I had dealt with
situations like this before. Usually I
dealt with them myself and I dealt with them badly. I did something different this time though as
I was trudging down the sidewalk to the front door. I said a prayer. It was a prayer of my own that day, but it
was also the same prayer that has been said by millions of people for thousands
of years. I said, “God, I need your help right about now.”
Trixie was already home from work and in the kitchen
making spaghetti when I walked in the door.
“How was your day?” She asked me.
“It was a good day right up until the point that I got
laid off.” I answered. She looked up at
me and said,
“What are we going to do now?”
Here we go, I thought. When you have been married for as long as we have, you know each other so well sometimes you don’t have to use words to speak. This conversation was going to go exactly the way it did in my head on the way home.
“I have a plan.” I said.
“You have a plan?”
“Yep.” I said.
“Tell me about this plan.” She said.
And then the most amazing thing happened. I told her about the plan and she
listened. She even started nodding her
head a little. She was listening so
closely that she did not notice that the water for the pasta was boiling over. I
finished telling her about the plan as she turned the burner on the stove down
a bit.
“What do you think?” I asked her.
I knew what she was going to say, so I was stunned when
she said, “Well, I don’t know if it will work or not, but I think we should
give it a try for at least a month or so.
Let’s see if it seems to be working.
If it does we can stick with it, if it doesn’t we will have to do
something else.”
“OK” I said. That
was all I could muster. I was speechless.
That seldom happens with me.
“Now, put the garlic bread in the oven would you please?”
I put the garlic bread in the oven, and then walked into the living room to sit
down. I could not believe what just
happened.
“Thanks God.” I said to myself.
“Thanks God.” I said to myself.
Trixie came in with a spoonful of marinara for me to test
and said, “We will make it work. We
always do. In the past, in situations like this, whether it was our fault or
your fault or nobody’s fault we have always chosen circumstance over
opportunity. Let’s give opportunity a
shot for a change. Now get your feet off
the table.”
The next day we started our business. It is called That is all. By the end of the day we had three
clients. By the end of the week, we had seven
new clients and the opportunity to be involved in a very large project. They say if you love your job you will never
work a day in your live. I hope so,
because I love this job. I love my wife too. That is all.
AFTERWORD
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