The Universe has a way of evening things out.
Today, I got a call from my support group facilitator. He is also a peer. He’d had an active weekend and just didn’t have the spoons to lead this week, so he asked if I would. Of course I said yes. I want to be helpful but also I like facilitating.
I went in early and set up. J and B arrived. Then 2 more B’s, E and M. It was a full house. I started the group at 5 after, just in case anyone arrived late. I started off by reviewing the rules, which the group mostly stated to me. I think the facilitator would be pleased to know that.
We did two pages of exercises from the workbook we are using, and the rest of the time we just talked. Now the usual facilitator is very book oriented. I am more relationship oriented. I was glad to see people reach out to each other and provide feedback.
M brought up a good question. A doctor can, for example, prescribe a particular kind of mattress if someone needs it. Most of us have doctors who want us to attend these meetings. There is a cost to the book. Only $25, but for some of us that’s a lot of money. If the doctor prescribed the class, would the cost of the book be covered by insurance? Oh, probably not, because that’s how things work out, but if I went for physical therapy and needed equipment it would be covered. This is psycho-therapy – at least loosely – and the book is the equipment. I think we should try it out.
Anyway, I felt pretty good when I left. I feel pretty good about my facilitating. People enjoyed the meeting and I think they got something out of it.
I was driving home, minding my own business, when the Universe decided to make sure I didn’t get too cocky. Suddenly my engine didn’t sound right. I couldn’t figure out what was going on. I looked down at the dashboard and saw that the temperature was redlined. I pulled over and shut off the engine.
I pay for good insurance, so I called my roadside assistance and they sent someone out to tow me home. I waited about an hour in 100 degree heat for a 10 minute tow. So be it. It was covered. I checked fluids and oil was low, so I bought some oil that I’ve added. Now it’s too dark out for me to be able to check the level again so it will have to wait for the morning.
I hope the low oil is the whole problem. If not, I don’t know how I’ll pay for it. I mean, I have 6 hours of training to do in the next week or so, so that’s a few dollars. There is always unemployment. I just need to drive the car around the block or something and see if the temperature shoots up again.
I’m just glad I had The Artist’s Way with me while I was waiting. It’s a good read. More about that later.