“Our worst days are never so bad that you are beyond the reach of God’s grace. And your best days are never so good that you are beyond the need of God’s grace.”―
I love moving. I think it is the perfect chance to organize, clean up, purge, start anew. This office relocation is the perfect opportunity for me to get this office to look and feel cozy. In my old office I pretty much gave up trying to make it look nice. I have a second chance now.
There is a lot to contend with, but one way or another things are moving along. There are electricians, phone techs, cable guys, computer, movers, building personnel, new building rules, etc.
The old office is almost empty now. There is just a couple of computers left that cannot be disconnected yet. The new office needs a few more things before we can actually move in and start working there. The new desks are arriving on Wednesday. Optimum is already connected, waiting on Verizon now. There are also several things I need to buy, such as a new fridge, indoor plants, a Nespresso machine, etc
It has been a juggling act trying get my regular job done while making sure everything about this move goes off without a hitch. I have been calling vendors to settle some bills and change our address. It has been so frustrating dealing with some of them. It takes forever to get someone on the phone. When you finally get someone, they are quick to accept a payment over the phone or online, but to change our address I have to mail the request. Not email, they want regular mail. How antiquated and annoying is that?
After being on the phone for awhile with one woman that kept going around in circles and not really getting anything resolved, I was getting very frustrated and angry. I was raising my voice and telling her exactly what I thought about her company. Then I heard my own voice whispering to myself: Have some grace!
I paused and took a deep breath. I calmed myself down. I finished the phone call not getting anything done, realizing that some things are not the way I want no matter how much I argue about it.
Getting angry doesn’t accomplish anything, specially getting angry at the messenger. So I am going to trying to have grace when dealing with others, specially when things are not going my way.
“Life is grace. Sleep is forgiveness. The night absolves. Darkness wipes the slate clean, not spotless to be sure, but clean enough for another day’s chalking.”―
On a brighter note, one of our new office’s neighbor stopped by while my boss and I were there waiting for the electricians. He seems very nice and friendly. He is Italian with a heavy accent. We went to see the office he shares the with his partner and an assistant. He is a wine exporter and gave us wine as a welcome gift.
“Grace has to be the loveliest word in the English language. It embodies almost every attractive quality we hope to find in others. Grace is a gift of the humble to the humiliated. Grace acknowledges the ugliness of sin by choosing to see beyond it. Grace accepts a person as someone worthy of kindness despite whatever grime or hard-shell casing keeps him or her separated from the rest of the world. Grace is a gift of tender mercy when it makes the least sense.”―
Wishing everyone grace in your actions and wine on your table! ♥♥