I am learning to clearly illustrate why my approach to making a transition adds value when people need to deal with changes in their lives. My challenge is a love for words, and using a lot of them. People who would truly benefit sometimes get fatigued waiting for the connection. So, life decided to help me.
During the middle of the night I heard a loud snap (as in snap trap). When I woke up I checked the usual places I had actually taken a snap-trapped mouse away from (with oven mitts on a shovel and my daughter yelling encouragement). How is it that I, who lives much of the time in New York City, have stood my ground with Communist train agents and adolescent gang members, am such a wus when it comes to a mouse?
I found the mouse in the laundry room, between the dryer and the cupboard.
This meant I had to fish the thing out of a small space.
This is outside of my experience.
Recently, I posted an article in my LinkedIn that nicely distilled and illustrated the added value of my model for making transitions.
My takeaway: Acknowledge. Create a process. Find Support. Act.
Acknowledge--I feel UNCOMFORTABLE with the idea, and the actual act, of disposing of a snap-trapped mouse, and this one is located in a place that I have not had to deal with before.
Create a process--find someone else to do it (unfortunately the woman who was coming to clean today had to reschedule).
Try 2 Create a process-I had to figure out how to get the snapped mouse out of the space it was in.
I used the broom and moved it over to where I could get in onto the dustpan using gardening gloves this time. BUT, I realized a trapped mouse on a dustpan was too close to me.
And so, I found a kids boogie board, put the mouse on it with long grill tongs and deposited the mouse outside where I can retrieve the trap after nature reduces the little corpse.
Find Support-sharing on the phone with understanding colleagues, and writing this account!
Act--I did the deed.
Life presents us with many opportunities to transition. Some are huge, like a new job, parenthood, retirement, promotions, and new phases with our children. Some feel huge because to us, they are.
Sometimes we get stuck. Or, we just let the wave crash over our head and hope we are still standing. But, then we don’t come through with anything to use the next time.
Or, we can use a model, and build our transition muscles.
The thought of being in the same room with a mouse used to petrify me. The transition story I have shared with you is funny, but it is also relevant. What does YOUR transition look like?