“Stress should be a powerful driving force, not an obstacle.”
I had more than one powerful force driving my stress this past week. But I coped and I was able to turn it around by helping a special teenager in my life.
Monday, I worked a sixteen-hour day. A few bills got paid.
Tuesday, I woke up with a sore throat. All week, I crunched and chewed Vitamin C and drank gallons of water laced with Oil of Oregano. The oily solution soothed my throat, but it tasted worse than swallowing battery acid. 🙂
By Wednesday, my writing schedule had rolled out the door along with my head that was heavier than a bowling ball. I needed a rest anyway.
Thursday morning, my sore throat vanished, but I couldn’t stop sneezing and blowing my nose. Then I willed my legs to carry me into the shower so hubby and I could take our granddaughter out for dinner to celebrate her 13th birthday. Yeah! No cooking. 🙂
Late Thursday afternoon, the sun beat down, warming the inside of our car. My hubby maneuvered our vehicle through rush hour traffic. We chatted about the dinner we were to share with our granddaughter.
A second later, a car veered in front of us.
Hubby slammed on the brakes. My ears exploded from hundreds of walnuts rolling forward in the pan beneath our car. We didn’t hit the car in front us, but the walnuts crashed into the fan. The whirling blades crushed them like ice churning in a blender. Smoke billowed from the hood. I took comfort in the fact that the air smelled divine,–nuts roasting on an open fire.
My hubby eased the car into a parking lot. He jumped out to inspect the damage. The radiator had blown up. Antifreeze floated down the curb while an east wind carried away the smoky haze.
The red squirrel had enacted sweet revenge. Read my previous post about “our” agitated red squirrel.
I called road side assistance. The operator dispatched a tow truck, and then informed us to stay with the vehicle. Where did she think I would go?
I turned to my hubby. “Jordan is waiting for us. What are we going to do? We can’t disappoint her.”
“I’m calling a taxi.” He fumbled with his cellphone. “You stay with the car.”
“What!” I grabbed his arm. “And leave me here alone in this deserted parking lot?”
“You’ll be fine.” He pried back my fingers. “I have to get the van.”
Within minutes, a taxi driver arrived, and then he whisked my hubby from the scene of the fire.
Then I almost leaped out of my skin. A man sprawled on a nearby bench, popped up. I hit the lock button on the car.
The old gent glared, and then shuffled down the sidewalk.
A wave of relief washed over me. I’d obviously disturbed his afternoon nap.
May as well make the most of a bad situation. I scrounged around in my purse. Great. I’d left my note pad at home. A few seconds later, I yanked out a Swiss Chalet Nutrition and Allergy Guide, and then started writing the draft for this post while waiting for the flat-bed to arrive.
Fifteen minutes later, my hubby returned.
I hopped out of the car and snapped a few photos.
Oh oh. Nature called. I spied a coffee shop two blocks away. I tossed the keys at my hubby, and then dashed down the hill in my high heels. Not a pretty sight.
Ninety minutes later, the flat-bed arrived to tow the car to the nearest dealership.
Friday morning I received an email. The caption read, “Leave dreary days behind with a Caribbean cruise.”
I howled with laughter. I’d have to wait for a call from the dealership. Who knew what the repairs would cost. Cha-Ching!
Thursday evening wasn’t a total right off. We picked up Jordan, mind you three hours late. We devoured a scrumptious meal, and then celebrated with family over cake. (I was too stuffed to enjoy a piece.)
The trials of this past week allowed me to share with Jordan the importance of looking at life with the glass half full instead of half empty.
Parents and grandparents, here are six tips on ways you can help the teenagers in your life cope with stress. Just remember to fasten your seat belts.
- Take time out of your busy week to talk to your teenager about how you handle stress. Make this a routine.
- Exercise is a great stress reliever. Stroll through the neighborhood. If you own a dog, take him or her along.
- Pop popcorn, watch a movie, and laugh together. Then discuss the movie and point out the conflicts the characters had to deal with.
- Build your teenager’s self-esteem by praising their accomplishments.
- Teach your teenager to keep things in perspective. Getting stressed out doesn’t change the circumstances.
- Teach your teenager to focus on the positive aspects of a situation. See, I got a post out of my stressful week.
Perhaps, I’ll sail the high seas after all. The car repairs were covered by our warranty. Yeah!
How do you deal with stress?
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