As I was driving to the
studio this week, I left my house in such a huff. I wanted to be a little
earlier to refresh myself on the work that needed to be done for the week. Mr.
C left the studio in my hands for a few weeks so he can recuperate from his knee
surgery. I had a lot on my plate, and wanted to make sure classes started off
without a hitch. I was under a lot of pressure at home, work, and school; my
final essay is due for my English class and I had two days to finish it.
Before
I was ready to leave the house my dog did a number on the kitchen trash and I
was terribly upset that I had to clean it up. The broom was missing, the dust
buster was dead, and I was late for work. Kids left my kitchen a mess again
which I had just cleaned up that morning. My laundry that was in the washer
somehow made it all into the dryer (which I dislike very much, I prefer to air
dry some things). My tee shirt that I adore is now toddler sized. I yelled at
my kids, they became upset. “I was just trying to help”. Sure, I didn't buy it.
The curriculum I was working for the week failed to upload to the studios iPad.
It was Stripe Week – can I handle this? All these little small things collided
once I actually got in the car. I was annoyed, a little angry. No, I was a lot
angry.
Going to work for the first
day as the Head Instructor was a big deal and I was blowing it.
I am fuming by now, the 2:30
train decided to make an early appearance. I am out of gas, the car is filthy
inside and out. Every little thing is starting to stress me out! I really
needed to cool off – what kind of attitude is this?
I decide to turn on the
radio to block out the stress. Started to hum a tune that I had heard before. I
knew it was from P!nk, but I could not remember the name of the song, but it
was catchy. The lyrics went as follows:
"Where
there is desire
There
is gonna be a flame
Where
there is a flame
Someone's
bound to get burned
But
just because it burns
Doesn't
mean you're gonna die
You've
gotta get up and try, and try, and try
Gotta
get up and try, and try, and try
You
gotta get up and try, and try, and try"
Ok, I get it.
After hearing the chorus in my head the entire ride to work,
I pull up to find a snow-covered sidewalk. Ok here it goes again, I am reciting
this repeatedly now. Shovel. Salt. I really want this night of classes to go
well.
"Where there is desire
There is gonna be a flame
Where there is a flame
Someone's bound to get burned
But just because it burns
Doesn't mean you're gonna die
You've gotta get up and try, and try, and try
Gotta get up and try, and try, and try
You gotta get up and try, and try, and try"
Alright. Lets get this week rolling. Wait.
iPad is dead. Charge. Trash leaked all over the entryway. Clean
it up. Studio is smoking hot. Hmmm… Mr. O will need to work on that one – that's
righ: delegate. Office key broke, I have a spare. Here we go, deep breaths, this night needs to
go well, its my first one for weeks to come.
"Where there is desire
There is gonna be a flame
Where there is a flame
Someone's bound to get burned
But just because it burns
Doesn't mean you're gonna die
You've gotta get up and try, and try, and try
Gotta get up and try, and try, and try
You gotta get up and try, and try, and try"
ASAH Sharks are piling in and they are in rare form. I think
back to how Mr. C. handles this class, and I do everything I can to keep it
under control. They crack me up. Tried a new technique to get their attention.
It WORKS! Woah.
Ninjas are hysterical, I tried very hard to keep them
focused. It is Monday, after all.
"Where there is desire
There is gonna be a flame
Where there is a flame
Someone's bound to get burned
But just because it burns
Doesn't mean you're gonna die
You've gotta get up and try, and try, and try
Gotta get up and try, and try, and try
You gotta get up and try, and try, and try"
I can do this.
At the end of the night I realized how incredibly silly I
was for blowing the entire process of getting to work out of proportion.
Sometimes all you have to do is get through the job at hand and try your best
to make it work. Work with what you have. Maybe try something new; if isn’t
working, try something else. Try to breathe. Try to rely on the talent
surrounding you to help you out when you need it. Try going to work, school,
home with a clear head. Try not to let the little things get you down. Because
they are very little; who needs a clean car or a perfectly fitted tee shirt? Is
that really important? What was important was my attitude. If you have a great
attitude and you truly are focused the job will get done. Sure, little things
might happen along the way, but did you try your best? Everybody you meet, work
with or come in contact with has no idea your dog ate the trash. Do they care?
No, they care about the smile or the high-five you give. They way you say I’m
AWESOME – how are you, thank you for asking! Turn the dog ate my trash into a
lesson of the week, the Ninjas cracked up at that one. They said “Miss Anne,
maybe she was just hungry?” I felt better about it too.
And when I drove home that night, happy that the studio
didn't implode, explode, nobody complained or was hurt and the classes went
well, this song came on the radio again:
"Where there is desire
There is gonna be a flame
Where there is a flame
Someone's bound to get burned
But just because it burns
Doesn't mean you're gonna die
You've gotta get up and try, and try, and try
Gotta get up and try, and try, and try
You gotta get up and try, and try, and try"
As I sat down I was talking to Mr. C, he asked how classes
went for my first night. I replied AWESOME. I thought about how incredibly
strong he is, I am sure these things happen to him also. He is going to have a
tough road of recuperating ahead of him. But does he ever lay down and give up?
Never. He is trying right now to walk. Trying to work through the pain. Trying
to convince me he will be back in three days.
I know classes will be different without him there, but I am going to
try my best to keep going. Never give up, never give in. ~ Miss Anne