Funny How Things Work Out

It was a mere three days ago that I was dreading the very thought of the week before me. I can't remember the last time that I felt like that. It was a very, very long time ago.

So far, the week has been good. Better than good. I leapt over a few hurdles (okay ... not leapt, I struggled). None the less, those hurdles are history. Onward!

I knew that I had a full day of work to face at the end of my exam yesterday. It is done. Complete. I did that too!

It is the last three days of the week which brought the sickening yucky feeling to the pit of my stomach. I must work. That is good. All day. Even better. For the rest of the week. Bring it on! At the shop. Awful feeling in the pit of my stomach.

I worked at the shop on Friday. It was not a good day. I felt like a fish, laying on the beach ... waiting, waiting, waiting for the tide to come in and return me to the water. After an endless day, the tide finally came in and I got to go home. And I haven't wanted to leave it since.

Then life happened.

My 'work' computer (at home) has been acting funny for a long, long time. I called in my computer guy quite some time ago. He cleaned up many, many files and was certain it should be okay. It wasn't. But I could still do what I wanted to do (it  just took forever to do it), and apparently (I thought) he didn't know what the problem was.

I finally called my friendly computer guy again this week. He came over yesterday afternoon. He left with the computer.

It is sick. Very sick. Not a bug ... but something to do with the hard drive. Something that meant that I was 'this close' to losing everything. Everything!

He safely escorted 'my baby' to the computer hospital (his home) by ambulance (his car) and has promised to do his best for the least amount of money. He is very certain that the hard drive will be covered by warranty and I will simply owe  him his 'time'.

Okay, back to my story about the week I've been dreading ....

As I heard the diagnosis for the computer and was told that he would do his best to get it back to me by Friday, a wave of gratitude washed over me. I couldn't have worked from home for the rest of the week, without the computer. I was given a solution before I even knew there was a problem!! I could not be more grateful.

Yes, I must work in a place where I feel like a fish out of water. But it will get better, the more I adapt to 'life on the beach'. I still get to 'swim with the fishes' at the end of the day when the tide rushes in and takes me back to life-as-I-know-it.

I've been complaining about the lack of work in my world. A lot. I have been given an opportunity. I have three days left in this week. Three days to turn my attitude around and show my employers just how valuable I am.

This week was a gift in disguise. Who knew??