3 Builders in 1 day

When facing crushing odds, a miracle can happen.

It was just one of those days when anything that could go wrong did go wrong and it started with a feeling first thing in the morning that today was going to be tough!

New home

Work to be done

I had 24 hours from checkout of one tenant to check in of new tenants and I knew those 24 hours had to count as there was lots of work to do and so little time. Add in that the roads were snow bound and I had to have the car to move necessary tools around meaning on the icy snowy roads my boyfriend was left to use his motorbike! My trip at least by car was down ice loaded country roads and a skid happened and was recovered from for me.

Then to pick up the keys. Juggling with all the keys about 10 in all I could not find one to fit the door. I’d been given the wrong set so I had to return to the agent to get the right ones. Back at the house, the keys still didn’t work. A phone call later and now 1 hour behind schedule it was sorted.

The hallway had to be painted but the now newly opened door would not close. Phoning two different lock smiths to try to get help both returned with a ‘No due to the roads’.
Now frustrated and annoyed I had to leave the unlocked house to get more equipment borrowing off good friends who I can’t live without and suddenly there was a bright spot in the day an offer of a coffee.
Back home and restoration work started but the door still could not be closed. Thankfully a builder working next door saw me struggling and offered to help. The door was fixed. Wow that was a miracle and despite all odds and time scales I still had hope of doing my restoration work.

Hall 1One job down and another 3 to do. Up and down ladders juggling paint pots and
brushes whilst in the cold with no heating and the stomach started to grumble. The shops are near by and with the door locked I felt more comfortable to leave the place to get a sandwich.
Now the local supermarket is 3 mins walk away and all I wanted was a sandwich, then I realised I need something for later on as well and the bundle in my arms just grew and grew. Well juggling seemed to be the order of the day and I juggled everything, thinking it was safe. Halfway to the till I heard a shout behind me ‘Has anyone lost a purse?’. It was 2 builders out to get their lunch and looking out for some poor soul who’d lost their purse. Mine was safely in my….erm I couldn’t check but….oh wait a minute that thing in my pocket feels cold like a cool drink not a purse. Yes it was me doing a bad juggling act and dropping my purse whilst safely storing a cold drink in my pocket instead. I turned to them and smiled gratefully going a deep red ‘Yes, sorry it’s mine’. They had handed it into Customer Services, a young girl who shrugged her shoulders and smiled at me saying ‘here you are dearie’. I was suddenly that poor old soul who I thought had lost their purse. Than you life saving Builder 2.

Lounge 1Back at the house and more work done, photos taken ready for check in and I stopped to put on the gas appliances to check them. Disaster. The fire would not work, the heating would not work. Glimmer of hope the gas cooker worked. Back to the fire, find the gas switch has it been turned off. I’ve not lived there for 7 years, how am I supposed to remember! Turned it this way and that and phew eventually there was gas but the knobs for the controls were very stiff and not good enough for the new tenants so a quick call to Builder 3 and amazing friend George. He could pay a visit and help me out.

power-of-hugsNow George is also one of, if not the best hugger in the world and having him come to help meant a hug too and if ever you have had a bad day then you know the benefits of a good hug. It’s recommended that you have 4 hugs a day ………..

After a good long hug with George he worked his central heating magic for me just as the new tenants arrived to go through a pre-move in inspection.
At the end of the day it had all gone well. The tenants are happy, I am happy, my boyfriend had skidded on black ice and not come off his bike, I loved 3 builders, had had a lot of hugs from George and my boyfriend and it ended up with me having an unexpected evening off work too.
I guess what I am saying is that no matter how your day appears to be in front of you, live in the now. Deal with each situation as it arises rather than worrying and fretting before hand and you will find your solutions. Also, never under estimate the power of a good hug and seek out your 4 a day.
What a lovely successful day and what a great memory of 3 amazing builders.

Gill
http://www.recoveringme.co.uk
info@recoveringme.co.uk

 

 

 

 

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The Slow Walk

Living in Spain taught me one thing that I did not even realise till I returned to the UK.
OK living in Spain taught me many things and so many things that I could appreciate at the moment, yet this one was hidden from me and it’s so simple it’s how you walk!

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Living in the UK, working all the hours needed, rushing for a train. running for a bus. Short times, long distances to go between meetings. Yes it is all about rush and no wonder we live our lives in a blur as we push from one place to the next, stay on time, don’t be late – it reflects badly on you professionally. Time is of the essence, over-time, month, hours, minutes. Time is measured and how you use it is judged.

To walk quickly is seen as a positive attribute.
Does it mean you will work quicker, will your thought patterns be speedier than your slow walking colleagues?
Will you walk faster when you get promotion, look around your workplace and check that one out as it may mean the Boss should be running!
What would your boss say about the speed you walk into work compared to the speed of your walk when you leave?
Does it really mean anything when you walk quicker other than health benefits, losing weight, a longer life, better blood health, helps against diabetes.

I always walked fast and my 6 ft tall boyfriend, whose legs stretch for miles compared to my 5 ft 5 inch legs, was always asking me to slow down as he could not keep up. My mind set was to always be moving on, not necessarily forward, just doing something.

Then I went to Spain and the heat slowed me down. The expectations to always be on the move changed, there were siestas to take mid afternoon. It was busier in the big towns or where the British congregated. The Spanish towns had covered walkways to keep you safe from the burning sun, an expectation to be out of the sun at its heat and that life would still happen and all would be accomplished.

Working in Menorca for a summer should have forewarned me of the change that was happening in me! After 5 months on this peaceful island I went over to Palma Majorca. I was shocked, there were men and women in business suits, rather than Menorca business attire of loose shirt and shorts. It was crowded and people seemed to have more energy to get things done. That was what I thought I had noticed but it was actually more than that.

pexels-photo-375886Spain taught me to slow walk, Menorca showed me that business can be done without the formality of constraining rules. A slow walk between meetings is a great chance to clear your head ready for the next meeting.
Businesses are even moving towards walking meetings as they feel that they break down barriers that walls give and the exercise is good for you too.

I’m no longer doing the ‘fast walk’. Spain changed that and my boyfriend is grateful for that.

Returning to the UK I now walk to work. At one time it would have been a sense of achievement to knock seconds or minutes off my time for the walk. Now I relish the time for myself. I meditate as I walk and listen to uplifting music and pod casts to set me up for the day. My job expects me to give them my free time and to be measured in hours and outcomes, it’s stressful and challenging yet my walk to work sets me up for the day and expectations ahead.

People think that fast walking is what gives you benefits. I can vouch that slower walking helps too. My belt notch has gone from the largest size to the 4th into the belt. My attitude to life and my job has changed and I can see the benefits in both and can cope with the challenges.
From a holistic point, in coaching the conversations and open thinking that happens from a walking coaching session is amazing to me and to my clients as they become more aware of themselves their bodies and their lives.

Take a tip from me today. Take a slow walk be it in the city or in the country, take the time to become aware of yourself and your thoughts and feelings. It is time well spent for your health and your mind. Build a walk into your daily routine, a bus stop or train stop earlier is all it can take or a walk at lunchtime instead of the office canteen.
Allow the toxic thoughts to be released and allow better health into your life.

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And the other extreme when walking under pressure yet still able to give a great performance!

Gill
http://www.recoveringme.co.uk
info@recoveringme.co.uk

Thank you Ian for your insights
https://hr.toolbox.com/blogs/ianwelsh/are-fast-walking-people-more-productive-at-work-031812






 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A Blackbird shows the way

It’s been a long time since I blogged and it’s thanks to my lovely friend in Altea, Sara for reminding me that I should write as life has changed so much and I hope that my stories will encourage others to face their worries and concerns and move on. So here is a blog that has just been inspired by the winter weather here in the UK – and its not the one I was going to write today!

I’ll start by thanking friends for borrowing their pictures from Facebook. Thanks Neil Crick and Terry Morrison, both pictures help me in this blog.

It’s an unexpected cold morning with trees covered in a perfect frosting and the grass smoothly covered by the fresh driven snow. My plans for today have to change and with it I feel a freedom from doing the ‘have to’ to being able to do the ‘wanting to do’.

Last night Russ and I talked about being caught up in the treadmill of having to work, to have the things that are expected of you, when you live and work in the UK. It’s been so easy to fall into the trap of work, meal, TV, bed.
Todays frost has given me the chance to stop and think!

CupboardThere is still a ‘have to do’ and that’s some painting of a cupboard. It’s contents are strewn across the hall floor, up the stairs and on every surface that stuff can be dumped on. It’s not safe to walk on any part of the hall floor as our necessities are left in the open. A cupboard under the stairs that has not seen a clean up for over 10 years and was last pained over 20 years ago. So off I set to give it a coat of paint and see if a transformation can happen. It’s taken 3 nights of work so far to empty it and it feels good to look at the collection of stuff in it and get it cleared out. Then we had to scrape off old wall paper, fill in all the holes and now it’s ready for coats(s) of paint – it was meant to be one but definitely needs two!

Feeling all snugly in the small cupboard, listening to the radio about the cold weather, I had a realisation about the poor birds outside. Now the English song birds are something I really appreciate back in the UK. It was my turn to squeeze out of the cupboard, trudge to the bottom of the garden and check that the water bath was not frozen over. There is nothing for the birds to pick at in the garden, it’s also untouched territory just like the under stairs cupboard, this garden has no plants  or seeds for them. Feeling guilty as I watched a Blackbird try to lift some wind blown leaves to see if it could find a worm I remembered another cupboard – the one under the kitchen sink that you also always keep clutter in. There is some bird food in there, I mean I think there is and so the search of the kitchen cupboard began. More rubbish from daily life across the floor and there hidden in the back were bird fat balls but no feeder to put them in.
The Blackbird was still hopping about under the only tree, or more like Winter Twigs in the garden, still looking for food.
I took two fat balls and smashed one onto the concrete and put the whole one under the Winter Twigs!

Blackbird

I came back inside and watched as the Blackbird returned to it’s spot for more leaf lifting. It was finding nothing, yet continued in vain to look for something to eat, something to give it hope to get through the winter chill that had fallen again.
I waited and watched as it got nearer and nearer the bird food and yet still he did not see this golden opportunity of food and hope right near him. I felt like offering encouragement but that would just scare him off and in his own mind he would have to fly off in the wrong direction and away from hope and help.
Suddenly a flick of his eyes and he saw the opportunity by his side and cautiously approached – was it too good to be true? Just a quick nibble, then a look around was it safe to take more? A bit more food then settling in to enjoy a good meal. I heard a call and within a moment a female Blackbird appeared and joined in the feast. They didn’t stay long and I like to think that they spread the news, as more birds appeared and with much less hesitation they fed and went on their way.

I like to think that the Blackbirds were my first lesson for the day. Getting out the cupboard to help the birds was not about me it was to help others. My blog is not about me it is about the stories in my life that lead and inspire others. It’s about being open to the opportunities around you and keeping your eyes open for them. How often are we scared to take up an opportunity perhaps because it seems to good to be true. Then when something good happens we fail to share that news, because we dont want envy, yet sharing it what may help someone else.

My second lesson is that uncluttering your life, not just possessions, gives you freedom. Freedom to look out for opportunities to make something even better. It may just be a cupboard and by the end of today I will have 2 cupboards de-cluttered and back together again. Focus on the freedom you do have not the ‘must do’ that is your daily life.

As to how the cupboard looks when finished well that may be another days tale as I’m off now to paint that second coat. Then my guilty pleasure is to write more blogs for another day.
Stay safe and well and get de-cluttering and focusing on your real dreams.
Gill
Recovering Me
http://www.recoveringme.co.uk
info@recoveringme.co.uk

 

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Want better performing employees then hire a career coach for them.

A quote from Richard Branson inspires me for my employees and co-workers

“Train your staff to be able toleave…treat them so well that they don’t want too”

Today I found this article and if you want 26% more performance from your staff then hire a career coach and high performance team coach for them.

Happily re publishing this great article.

https://www.linkedin.com/e/v2/pulse?e=rfg9f-j3nw802a-j2&lipi=urn%3Ali%3Apage%3Aemail_email_feed_ecosystem_digest_01%3B0n83x6SvReie3g6C8H3JKA%3D%3D&t=plh&midToken=AQFQzrb-r5sW5A&ek=email_feed_ecosystem_digest_01&li=26&m=recommended_articles&ts=Unknown&urlhash=zd1H&url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww%2Elinkedin%2Ecom%2Fpulse%2Fwhy-small-businesses-should-hire-career-coaches-john-stephens

 

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Never be jealous it’s all in the perspective

Thought I would share a blog from a lovely lady I have met. She really made me think and stop. I have been comparing myself and my blog to lots of others recently and wondering why they are famous and my blog is still so unknown.

In this blog I was reminded that another persons success has been built up over years and not to think that it was easy for them.
Enjoy this writing, I did and it helped me re-balance my thinking.

https://lmirawrites.wordpress.com/2017/03/24/grandfathers-hands/

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Love words and the power either spoken or written

By Caitlin Kelly I’ve been slinging words for a living, since my sophomore year of university. I’ve never formally studied writing, except for a degree from a demanding faculty in English lit. I originally wanted to be a radio DJ, but knew I wanted to write for a living from a very early age, maybe […]

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