Hurry up and Wait!

Sitting here this Monday morning, I find myself waiting on the Internet provider to show up and provide me with a better, faster Internet option than my wireless card I have been been using and going over my plan coverage since I moved to Vancouver.  I am happy the window for the technician to show up is only two hours instead of the old 4 hour window, but still here I sit. 

As I clean, do laundry and some bookwork to past the time, I gaze outside at what a nice day it is and keep thinking how much  I would prefer to get outside, and enjoy the sunshine.  It also brings to mind how much time we spend waiting. 

Waiting for all things from the bus, in line, on hold, for our  meal to arrive, sitting at a traffic light, waiting for a new movie to come out, a song to download, the list is endless.  I'm sure there is a statistic out there somewhere about the amount of time we wait over a lifetime.  But lets face it, in a time where we want our news, food, music, our friends, messaging, everything we do at our fingertips and instantaneously.  Gone are the days where we only get our news at 5 pm on the prime time channels.  Gone are the days where you wait for an artist to come out with a new LP/Cassette/CD  so you can buy it and hear all the new songs. Gone are the days when  "Aunt Bea" or mom would be in the kitchen all day long just to prepare dinner.  Gone are the days of the rotary phone, where you would have an hour conversation with a family member that lied just miles away.

 Even our weekend activities have changed.  Not too often do I hear of families where Sunday includes church activities and then home for a nice relaxing "Day of Rest."  Instead we are on the go, 24/7 with a busy hustle and bustle.  However as I STILL sit here waiting, I keep thinking, are we missing out on something that is really important for us to find inner peace?  When was the last time you stopped and smelled the roses?

Talking with a friend yesterday, I was sharing about the lack of knowing people here being my biggest hurdle, yet it is forcing me out of my comfort zone and do things I would have never done alone in Montana.  I've always been the type of person who is more comfortable at home, rather than out in a crowd.  I'm the complete opposite from my sister.  I don't have a problem doing most things, as long as I have someone to do them with.  You will surely not find me going out to dinner alone.  Instead, I'm the type who would order it to go, and bring it home.  I share this because this weekend, I ventured out doing things that I never did in Montana, because I hated having to do them alone. 

I must admit I truly enjoyed the Vancouver Farmer's Market.  Just people watching, and talking with locals about some of the produce, was an enjoyable morning.  Chatting with a lovely young lady about the gym close by, was something I needed to do to help get back into a routine.  Another shared about a couple churches in the area.  I must say, it was a wonderful day.  Yesterday I took a drive to Mt. St. Helens.  The trip was a great way to spend a few hours, and once again as I stopped at many of the observation points, I kept running into the same four folks (in two different vehicles) stopping at all the same stops.  We joked about how we "Kept meeting like this," as we continued up the mountain.  It was a super day of just taking in nature.

Today, with one hour down of the two hour window as I continue to wait, I realize too many times in the hustle and bustle of our busy lifestyles, we miss out on the smaller things in life.  So as I wait, trying not to watch the clock, I will enjoy my coffee, the sounds from outside my door, and the sunshine beating in the front windows.  This shall be "my time to smell the roses, or in my case, the aroma of my coffee."

Happy Monday!

Life IS Like a Box of Chocolates

Its hard to believe the movie "Forrest Gump" came out 18 years ago.  As I sit here this Saturday afternoon its funny how this line from the movie came to mind and this little analogy plays to life.  I would have never thought a year ago I would be where I am now.  Sure I joked with a friend about us both moving to some big city and getting out of the hustle and bustle of Billings, Montana.  Heck we had even went as far to set a moving date for the end of September 2011.

September, October, November  came and went without much more thought of what we had discussed so many months before, but change was in the works.  I was working 2 jobs, running from Columbus to Billings on almost a daily basis trying to hold life as I knew it together.  In reality, My life consisted of work.  That described who I was. I think many folks can relate.  We are what we do.  That was certainly the case for me.   I remember grumbling about wanting to go hiking.  Seems like I always had one of two problems... Either no money to get out and actually enjoy, or no time to get away to enjoy it. Usually and most likely the latter was the issue I faced.  Working at least six days a week, all I wanted to do was sleep and rest on the one day I usually had off. 

As time went on, December, January, and February, I finally found myself with plenty of time of my hands.  Leaving a certain company was the best decision I ever made, however it sure hurt the pocket book! It seems I tried to be so careful with money, All fun was the first thing cut out of my life.  My friends started referring to me as a Hermit, as I closed myself off in my little house.  So now I found myself with so much time on my hand, yet no funds to enjoy it. Seems all I did did was sleep.  It was the easiest way to pass the time.  Of course, I'm pretty sure I was a bit depressed also.  It was time to get myself together and out of my comfort zone, and start applying for the next "chocolate" in my life. 

I would have never guessed I would have not only picked a great flavored chocolate, but it seems I hit my favorite.  Now about a month and a half into my new life here in Washington, I'm starting to find a balance in between having the money, and the time to enjoy what life has to offer around us.  I never thought there would be a third obstacle to overcome.  Finding those new friends to enjoy life with.  I'm reminded there are greater things in life.  As I type this, the Movie "Into the Wild" popped into my head.  There is a scene in the movie when "Alexander" writes into his journal.. "Happiness is Not Real if not shared."  I'm hoping in the near future I can find those to share this "chocolate in life" with.  Until then, I know I still have a ways to go in this journey.  Friday June 8, 2012 was best friends day.  Thank You to all my Friends, who have been there for me during this chapter in my life.  You will never know how much you mean to me!

Eric

We Are Where We Come From!

I've heard them say, "You can take the boy out of the country, but you can't take the country outta the boy."  If ever there is a statement that describes me, I think a twist on this statement might describe me.  You can take the boy outta Montana, but you can't take the Montana outta the boy."  Now I am not saying this to state that I am homesick.  As a matter of fact, I had a great visit at home during Memorial Day Weekend, but I was also happy to get back to my new life.  In the same sense however, i think after you live somewhere, a certain amount of time, there are certain things that just kinda make you who you are.  Just as any region can influence the foods you like, the music you listen to, or your hobbies, the place you spend a good portion of of your life has an impact on how you think and respond to situations you are put in.

This past weekend I took a drive up Highway 503 past Lake Merwin up toward Swift Lake by the Mt St. Helen's Volcanic Center.  It was great to get out and spend a little time in nature. I can tell you it was a beautiful drive, yet not nearly what I expected. Growing up in Montana, I spent a lot of time in the country, either on horseback, hiking, camping. or just taking a nice drive.  I always enjoyed as I would take one of those rides, or drives, the beauty around me and being able to see down the valley.  As much as I was aware of the beauty around me, It was difficult enjoying it because of how green and thick it was.  I found myself chuckling under my breath at the same time after remembering conversations the previous week at work about concerns of fire danger.  All I can say is... "Come to Montana!"  I was hoping I could make the entire loop around St. Helens and come around the other side toward the visitor center, or at least that was my plan.  I had heard on the news a couple weeks earlier the road all the way to the center was open and cleared from snow.  Silly me to think this meant the loop road,  As I hit the sign and road block of closed road, I wondered why.  All I saw was beautiful green, EVERYWHERE.  As I turned around and headed back the way I came, I stopped at the Volcanic Center to inquire within.  I was informed that the snow has not been cleared yet on that section of the road and even once it has, the ashy soil still is somewhat unstable and it can be August before that last section of the road is open.  Are you serious?  August?  half the summer tourism season is over!!  Again I was reminded I wasn't in Montana anymore.  Just the day before, I had seen the MDOT sign and every business in Red Lodge proudly sharing that the Beartooth Highway was OPEN all the way!! 

I must say, the drive was still truly breathtaking. The small hike I took was completely what I needed to refresh my mind.  There are such beautiful areas all across this great country, all unique in their splendor just as each of us have our own completely unique gifts and talents.  We each have something special to bring to the table if we only listen and take the time to understand where the other is coming from.  There is much value in putting yourself in someone else's shoes and understanding what has influenced them, before jumping to conclusions.  This is something I am working on and trying to keep in the back of my mind as I learn the dynamics of not only a new office, but everyone I come in contact with.  I must remind myself,  'Your not in Montana anymore!"

What a Difference in a Month

What a difference a month makes.  Just about a month ago, I wrapped up my last day of working for Stillwater County.  I really had no idea how hard this would be.  I guess it may have been obvious to others, but I had not made the connection about how much of my life was tied to what I was doing nor how much personally I had committed to making it a success.  This was clear to me in the good byes and wishes of good luck I received.  Not only from a few select co-workers but also my peers from across the state who presented me with a pretty special award.  Looking back now, I honestly can say I am happy with what I achieved. 

Adding to this was saying good bye to family and friends.  It's funny how everyone wants to see you in those last couple days before you leave.  This became harder and harder as the time to leave drew near.  I would have never imagined that one of those groups of friends would be folks I met through my passion for coffee.  Vanessa, Elly, and Miranda along with a few others I met along the way truly became some very dear friends.  Our Thirsty Thursday get together became a highlight of my week that really looked forward to.  Not only their sincere good will wishes but the sincerity and gifts truly touched me in a way I was not expecting.

With a final  mad dash packing and loading the UHaul over the weekend, the hardest by far of good byes were those of  family, and from one I really didn't expect, My sister.  Growing up, you would have never thought my sister and I were related.  looking back now and sharing stories of our childhood, we both had such different experiences, but over the years we have become closer than I would have ever imagined.  Still I did not expect the words, and tears from her as that final  "see you later."

Finally it was time to make the trek westward. Mom made the trip with me and for a day and half we ventured west in a big 'Ol  Orange and White Truck.  Oh the little things in life you miss... Like cruise control!!  The trip was pretty uneventful, of course being a planner, I pretty much had it worked out.  I have to admit, I was never so happy to get out of Montana.  That is one BIG state to cross!  I really think it took longer to get out of Montana than it did the rest of the journey.  Once we arrived at my new home, we quickly got the truck unloaded with the help of some new friends.  By Thursday the house was organized and it was time to dig into the new surroundings.

Mom and I took the weekend and made a drive down the Oregon Coast as far as the the Sea Lion caves, something she had always wanted to see.  It was a great and enjoyable weekend before starting on my new journey. Mom stayed through my first day of work.  The next morning, I took her to the airport, and made a mad dash to work. 

 Now almost a month into my new adventure life certainly hasn't been dull.  I have participated in over a handful of exercise drills, been introduced at more meetings than i can remember, and introduced to more people than I can count.  So far it has certainly been a challenge in pushing me to the next level of Emergency Management.  Hopefully before long I will have that same level of connection I had with Stillwater County.  Each day gets a bit easier,as I pick up on a few more tricks of the trade.  I can honestly say I am glad I took this chance. 

Here's looking forward to a great chapter in my life!!

A Very Special Lady!

This is a very special "From the Ranch." Dedicated to My Grandmother. Today Heaven is a little sweeter. God chose to take our sweet Grandma Frank home with Him. She now is sitting with our Lord and reunited with our Grandfather. No more pain, as she once again is smiling looking down on us singing and dancing in Heaven.

What can I say about one of the sweetest most God fearing ladies I ever had the chance to know? Grandma had a kindness to her like no one else. My first real memories of Grandma come from “my weeks” spent at the ranch each summer. A lot of the time was spent outside with Grandpa, and the ranch but some of the most character building moments of my childhood where in the house with Grandma. Those times revolved around 4 things... Faith, Family, Food, and Music.

The first thing that comes to mind was her faith and belief in the Lord. There was always a blessing shared over every meal, scripture being shared, and I remember so many nights of grandma saying evening prayers with me before bed. I knew from an early age the importance she put in this.

Grandma always knew her family was her most precious treasure, and she treated each of us as a priceless piece of that most special treasure. She loved to share with everyone what the family was doing. She was always snapping pictures of us, at rodeos, parades, or just around the ranch. She treasured each and everyone of us and took pride in our achievements. This past year when there was so much flooding going on in the state, she was so happy and shared with everyone over and over when she saw me on tv. She did the same with all of the kids and grandkids. She loved our achievements. She also treasured when we would come to visit. How many times have each of us grandchildren signed one of the guest books over the years?

She always was the first to offer you something to eat. No matter how she was feeling, even in these last days, her first thoughts were to offer you something to eat.. It didnt matter if they had just finished a meal or not. She always would try to give you something. There were times when I would be sitting having a conversation with Grandpa, and Grandma would be busy in the kitchen finding us some type of treat. She loved Fudgesicles... There was always a box of these in the freezer. She made so many tasty things over the years, feeding ranch crews, guests on the ranch and family. My favorite. Her Dip..

Grandma had a wonderful love of music. From playing the accordian, organ, and piano, I remember singing along with her and other family members as she would play. She loved to share in all of us that tried to follow in her footsteps with some sort of musical talent, sharing songs and tapes she had of each of us singing one place or another. There was a sweetness in in her voice as she would play those old country, and gospel songs. A smile on her face as we joined in.

That was grandma. So Sweet, So kind, So Generous, always holding her most special treasure close to her heart... her family.. Grandma, you are the special treasure, that I will always hold in my heart.

Lets make a Change!!

February has been a month of self discovery that I not only needed but didn't even expect. It seems with each passing day another rock was overturned forcing me to take a new look into an area of my life I hadn't planned or felt was adequate right where I was. To say I have been pushed to new limits may be an understatement.

I can tell you many of the discoveries have been for the better. I have figured out so much about myself over several conversations with friends and tears about what lead up figuring out what choices I need to make next. I can tell you have I examined my role not only in my family but how that relates to my life professionally and in the community.

I can tell you that these new life lessons have both been personal and professional. I would love to share more on some of them, but many are still in the works at his point of time would be inappropriate to share the details at this point in time.

I think a key to living a happy life is learning from our failures. Some of these are evident and easily detected. Others are deeper and require a more in depth look. I know in my case some of the choices I have made revealed a pattern of behaviors that I was unaware I was consistently doing that was sabotaging certain areas of my life. On top of that, I tried "filling" a void in some areas of my life by "overflowing" other areas. Do you do the same? I think we all do to a point focus on what we do well, and down play what our weakness' are. But is this a healthy way to look at life? If we don't face these areas head on, will we ever improve on them and find a proper balance of happiness in all ares's of our life?

I challenge you to take a look into your own lives. Take a close look, is there a pattern of one area in your life that seems to be unfulfilled? Career? personal? family? finance? Be realistic and honest with yourself. It's easy to blame others for our problems or things that have went wrong in our lives, yet sometimes its harder to take a look at the choices we made leading up to each of the failures that have plagued our lives.

If something pops out at you as it did in my life, look at setting realistic small goals in changing the behavior. Think baby steps in repairing it. Do not set yourself up for more failure.

I've heard time and time again that acknowledging and admitting the problem is the first step in changing the habit. Lets make a change in bettering ourselves and in return this big old world we live in.. It all starts with you and Me!!

I think I may have a problem...

They always say that admitting it is the first step in accepting and fixing a problem. Well Houston... I Believe I may have one of those problems, and I will admit it.. I'm a clean freak... well at least an organizational clean freak.... well at least at work. I am the first to admit, I hate having a mess on my desk. I am the type that my desk MUST be cleaned off each night before I leave. I Love the feeling of walking in and being able to have a fresh start to the day. Clutter and piles just do not work for me.

Others have picked up on this also. A few years back, when I worked in an environmental lab, I was asked to travel to one of our other sites and help re-organize the flow and processing. I do not know where I got it, but it has always been a skill and asset that I have used to my advantage professionally. Recently I was interviewing for a position at a company. We started talking about my strengths and weakness' and as I looked around her office, I shuttered as I saw pile after pile of paperwork, books, files, binders, boxes, and other items. As we were talking,all I could see was the clutter, and piles. she even mentioned, "This must be driving you crazy." I smiled and tried to find a polite answer but, yes it was...

I cannot tell you where I picked up this problem. At home, I've always thought I have had another problem. Now if you were to come over to my home, very seldom is it ever really dirty. There may be a dish or two in the sink, or a couple small items may need to be picked up, but I have a tendency to have "stuff." I will admit I have gotten better at getting rid of things, and not being so materialistic. I have a lot of antique items, many that have been handed down over generations, but I also have paperwork, that I probably could shred and dispose of. I will also state, I am far from being a hoarder though too. A few years back I moved to Seattle. When I made that move, I knew I needed to get rid of a few things that I knew I would not be able to take with me. At first it was very hard to decide what I could part with and what I could not. Later on, it was almost therapeutic. I realized it was just stuff. Since than, I have not had a problem getting rid of even antique items.. Of course family heirloom's I cannot get rid of, however I have packed many of them away. A simple streamlined look is much easier to keep clean.

Why do I share all of this with you? Well as I stated around the first of the year, a new year comes the opportunity of a fresh start. A time to commit to a resolution of improving ones self. There is even a new tv show called "The Revolution" where it helps people improve many different parts of their lives. In catching bits and pieces, they have addressed everything from weight loss, to clothing mistakes, to even taking more time for yourself and learning to say "no." In thinking about I want to continue to work on and improving myself. I don't think that being neat and tidy is really a problem. After all "Cleanliness is next to Godliness," however at what point do you take it too far? The past couple days I have subbed, and lets just say even the students have noticed I have done a little cleaning and organizing. I hope its helpful, I never want to get to the point of Sheldon on "The Big Bang Theory" when he breaks into Penny's apartment while she is sleeping to clean. There is a fun line in that episode from Sheldon; "If you have time to lean, you have time to clean." I think I may have been guilty of using something similar to this line from time to time.

So before I get to the same level of Sheldon, and sneaking into your office,or home, I will admit, yes I have a problem. I like things organized, tidy and neat. If I sub for you or end up spending some time at your place, please don't feel offended if I pick up, move a few things and wipe things down. I'm only trying to help! ;-)