Entries in melody watson (3)

Wednesday
Oct032012

A Gift From A Friend

Wednesday
Sep282011

Your Top 5 Energy Leaks

Your top 5 energy leaks... what are they? 

My friend Melody wrote a recent blog post about energy leaks which, as she describes them, are "...those things we face over and over, continuing to just deal with them, rather than take what would sometimes be mere minutes to just handle them once and for all."  An example of an energy leak (from the original author of energy leaks, Danielle LaPorte) is the lock that always sticks. 

That post got me to thinking about my energy leaks and I was amazed how quickly a mental list of these tiny, little annoyances in life formed. On the bright side, just recognizing and now labelling these items as "energy leaks" has motivated me to already deal with some and cross them off the list. 

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Thursday
Sep022010

Just Another Day In Small Town, USA

Yesterday afternoon. I'm sweating it out to a P90-X video. The doorbell rings. 

[As I general rule, my hackles go up when the doorbell rings. I don't know why. Maybe it's an instinctive "fight or flight" response or perhaps I've conditioned myself to respond with my, "I wasn't expecting a guest therefore it's a mass murderer" reaction. Anywhoo...]

A large portion of our front door is glass, so I peeked my head around the corner. I didn't see anyone standing there so I assumed the UPS guy had dropped something off. I went back to Tony Horton and my video. 

♫ Ding-Dong. ♫

Huh. Not the UPS guy. I peek again and see the shadow of a man waiting patiently by the door. I resolve to go shoo the mass murderer away. 

I open the door and am surprised to find David standing there. David is a brilliant writer/photographer in our area, an older gentleman who I probably run into once every six months, at which times we'll chat for maybe 5-10 minutes, max.

"Hey Dena," he said, as if we'd just met yesterday. He pulled out a pen and small notebook. "What did you tell me was the name of your web designer?"

I vaguely remembered discussing my website with David the last time we'd met. Six months ago. 

"Oh, uh, Melody Watson," I said. "At melodywatson.com."

"Mel-ohh-dee" he said, writing it down. "Got it." He turned to go, then seemed to realize the situation maybe called for a bit more. "You doin' okay?" he asked. 

"Yeah, great," I said. "Just exercising, getting ready for a big race. You?"

"Doing good, doing good. Well, nice seeing you." 

And with that, he turned and walked down the porch steps and was gone. 

Later that night I described the encounter to Blair, who laughed and said, "That's classic Madison."

Yes, it is. And a great reminder of why I love living in this quirky little town.