Do you watch The Big Bang Theory? I do. I love the show. I can watch the reruns over and over and over again.
If you watch the show, you know that Sheldon has a spot on the couch. It’s his spot. He explains it thus:
In the winter that seat is close enough to the radiator to remain warm, and yet not so close as to cause perspiration. In the summer it's directly in the path of a cross breeze created by open windows there, and there. It faces the television at an angle that is neither direct, thus discouraging conversation, nor so far wide to create a parallax distortion.
No one sits in Sheldon’s spot. It’s the perfect place for him and he wants it. And he takes it.
This is my cat Othello.
He is in “Othello’s spot.” Seriously. He has a spot.
When I sit on the couch, I sit here. And as soon as I sit here, Othello hops up on the couch and stares at me. Now, this staring could go on for ten minutes or more. Eventually Othello will sit down. (He’s old and gets tired!) But he’s still watching me. He can’t talk, but he’s telling me that it’s his spot. That I shouldn’t be sitting there. That I need to leave.
If I stand up, Othello immediately moves into the spot. He’s 20 ½ years old and when the spot opens up he’s like The Flash. I can stand up and look behind me and he’s there, napping away contently.
Sheldon and Othello know what they want and they take it. They have something that’s important to them and they are singularly focused on obtaining it.
We need to learn from them. We need to have that drive. To know what we want and to go for it. Constantly. Because that’s how we succeed. That’s how we obtain. That’s how we achieve.
What’s your spot? Where is that all-perfect place that you want to be? And what are you doing to obtain it?
Last night I found myself having no patience. I mean, zero. We all say “I'm running out of patience!” But we all have a little left in the tank to push us through.
But last night, I was empty. I was burned out and I told my husband, “I have no patience left!” I spent Friday on the phone, waiting and waiting for help regarding a tax problem. I spent the weekend waiting in grocery store lines. (You would have thought it was Christmas Eve!). And I spent yesterday waiting for software to load, waiting for technology to work, waiting for...everything.
And I. Was. Done.
And honestly, I'm never done. When everyone else is up in arms, I'm the one that says “let's give it a little more time.”
But I was done. Or, at least I felt like I was done. But I wasn't. I was burned out and frustrated, but I hadn't gone empty on patience.
You need a lot of patience for everything. You especially need it when you run your own business. Not only are you working hard and doing all of your family things, you're also working hard for your personal and business well-being. You are waiting and waiting and waiting on everyone. You wait on the phone for customer service or wait for the check out line, the traffic, the kids to bring down their dirty laundry, the commercials to be over, the light to turn green, the nurse to call you I for your appointment, the customer to pay, the client to call…
And you think you're tapped out and done.
But you aren't. There's always more patience. I know this, because I'm writing this blog from a laundromat while I wait for my comforter to dry. :)
Frankie and Andrea take turns sharing stories. Just good talk over a cup of coffee.