---------------------------------------
Today I followed the advice of the runes, and made choices that would give me the most alone time.
One of these choices involved facing a fear.
I do bookkeeping work for a metaphysical store. I prefer to do the work before the store opens, and I have been entrusted with a key.
Like all good stores, this one has an alarm system.
Now, when one has an alarm system, there is usually some time allowed between unlocking the door and punching in the code. After all, one has to get the key out of the lock, close and relock the door, and then find the keypad in the dim lighting. And until about two months ago, the procedure was painless.
But then, the allowable time between unlocking the door and punching in the code became nano-seconds. (Or I became very very slow.) Three weeks in a row, the loud and ear punching alarm would sound before I could finish signing in. The fourth week, I decided I wasn't going to do it anymore. I was traumatized and I was going to do what I needed to do to make myself feel good.
So I went grocery shopping instead. (which tells you how bad it really was.) And I did the bookwork during business hours.
Today... well, the runes said alone time. So I gathered my courage, did some deep breathing, and walked to the front of the door. I complimented the store and asked it very politely to be nice to me. I breathed some more, shook my hair back, and unlocked the door. I punched in the disarm code (which I had been repeating to myself over and over and over.) And the keypad, ever so politely, told me I was safe to enter the building. Without a single nasty buzz. As if we'd always been chums.
And yes. My fingers were shaking. I thought I'd been exaggerating when I called myself traumatized. Maybe not.
So, thank you Universe, for
And thank you bloggee, for being the reason for me to post this. With all the busyness of the rest of the day, I'd forgotten my triumph of the morning.
Yay me!
I hope you had a great day.
-Lila
No comments:
Post a Comment