I’ve had an interesting weekend. My plan was to just enjoy a weekend of hockey with my son. That was interrupted when I noticed water flowing in front of my house on a Friday morning.
Turns out there was a water line break and my water was shut off the entire day Friday while they dug up the street to repair the lines.
We left for the evening expecting water would be restored when we got back at 9:30. To my surprise (and disappointment) water was NOT flowing and it seemed my plumbing issues had just begun because my neighbors all had water.
I own my home, but since it’s new, so I have had minimal things to repair in the years we’ve lived here.
There were more problems with this situation than the water.
I pride myself on being a strong independent woman. I really don’t like feeling helpless or vulnerable. But I also don’t like asking for help… and I really don’t like having to depend on anyone.
The feelings this situation were bringing up are difficult to manage as it seems I will need to ask for help because I have no idea how to fix any of it.
I am relieved when I get a call from city workers emergency services that they would come by to fix things up. My excitement turned to disappointment when they weren’t qualified to fix all the issues and I’d need to wait for a plumber after Monday. That’s more than 3 days without useable water.
The most major issue was we would have no hot water at all because the tank was filled with sand particles that would damage the tank and cause a costly repair.
I swallowed my pride and contacted a few professionals and friends I thought could help me, but had no luck.
This left me with a couple choices.
I could wear my touque for 2 more days since I couldn’t wash my hair. The lack of hygiene may be okay being that hockey smells way worse than I was going to from not bathing.
I could challenge myself to find resources, and learn to fix it myself.
I can’t even begin to explain to you how much that scared me. I have convinced myself over the years that I’m not good at these kinds of things. It doesn’t come easy for me…
Or that’s what I’ve told myself.
And what I know (and teach) is…
Today I decided to change that belief.
My pep talk was “you can do this Corliss!”
I watched tutorials.mGot the supplies.
And even while I was doing the water tank flush, I had to battle my negative belief system as fear kept coming up that maybe I missed a step and was about to blow up my house.
But I didn’t.
And today I can say I did something I didn’t think I could do.
Today I was brave to take on something new and unfamiliar.
Today I learned something I didn’t know about myself.
And today I got to celebrate another win on my journey of becoming the best I can be.
As a got into my nice warm bubble bath I was feeling pretty proud of myself.
I recognize it’s okay to ask for help… but it’s also okay to push yourself to do what makes you uncomfortable and learn new things.
I encourage you to learn and take on what you don’t think you can’t