Blending technology with everyday living. Integrating technology in a useful, intelligent way by learning to use it, and not letting it use you.
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Yesterday I had planned to do nothing. As usual, it had been a long stressful week at work, and as usual my focus was on trying to relax and not work, while counting down the hours before I had to go back to the office. For at least the past 8 months, that is how life has been. And time has just gone by, with nothing really to show for it except a paycheck every two weeks and a breath of relief when the next wave of layoffs hadn’t hit our department yet.
But something else was planned for me, for us. Our friend Charlie came by looking for a motorcycle chain, but Brian didn’t think he had one. I thought that was that, but then Charlie came back by with a stranger, a long haired man with the biggest smile I had seen in a long while and an accent you don’t hear in rural west Texas. An Englishman! At least I thought so, asking us to determine the origin of an European accent is as likely to be right as asking a Yankee to determine if what they are hearing is an East Texas twang or a West Texas drawl, or maybe was a North Texas chop. Anyway, we soon learned that his name was Simon, and his wife, Lisa, was about 20 miles outside of town at the rest area with a broken chain on her BMW. Rural Texas hospitality was engaged: phone calls to everyone in a 20 mile radius were made, all in search of an appropriate chain, with the nearest bike shop over 100 miles away, and the nearest BMW dealer over 400, in the wrong direction from where they were heading. While waiting for the posse to return with (hopefully) the needed part, the trailer was cleared off and hooked up, on it’s way out to pick up the stranded Lisa. All afternoon was spent helping out Simon and Lisa, and culminated with one spare link that could repair her current chain, and a whole new chain, delivered by a a Sheriff’s deputy, complete in hat and gun (which tickled Lisa so much she had her picture taken with him). We celebrated with pizza, pool, and plenty of alcohol at a local bar. And more laughs and smiles than could be counted. With both bikes parked safely in Charlie and Carol’s barn and Simon and Lisa checked into a local motel, we went home and for the first time a long time I went to sleep without worrying about tomorrow or Monday or even one thought about the fragile state of our local economy and the security of my career.
This morning, an emergency at work required me onsite for about 3 hours, but I didn’t mind it, we did what we had to do, and I think I may have been smiling, even on Easter Sunday with a callout that started at 5:45 am. We went to see how the repair went for Simon and Lisa, and got there just in time to catch them packing up the last of their stuiff on the bike and going to breakfast at the truckstop. Where the 6 of us laughed and joked, and I was reminded why I wasn’t worried last night, and why I felt so good at work this morning. It was something Simon was telling Brian: our lives are not the sum of our possessions or accomplishments, but instead are the sum of our experiences.
I haven’t been experiencing - I have been existing. Day to day, working to keep the bills paid, the kids fed, and seldomly taking the time to experience my own life. When Simon and Lisa left they so graciously thanked us for all we had done for them, but I thanked them, and meant it sincerely, because their prescence and predicament took my mind off the “stuff” of life and put it on the people in my life: Brian and his huge giving heart; Charlie and Carol and the value of good, true friends; all the good people in our town who work together to help a total stranger. And on the importance of keeping your heart and mind open to the unexpected, and to welcome those moments, so you have experiences on which to to build a life.
And I also need to be thankful for one more thing - having been motivated to write again after so many many months of no creative ideas or drive. I am going t try to hang onto this good feeling, and hope that I can help make the lives of those around more of an experience instead of an existence.
Simon and Lisa’s web page: 2ridetheworld.com Riding across the world on their BMW bikes
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renee