My family usually rolls their eyes, when I spout the well-worn adage about opportunity lurking behind some minor household crisis. Still, it is often true. I will keep it in my quiver for the next chance target.
Yesterday, a violent band of thunderstorms dumped so much water, that gutters, downspouts, and storm drains could not handle the overflow. Pesky water, seeking the path of least resistance and the spot sure to cause the most aggravation, flowed into a cellar window well and seeped into the house. Worst of all, it sought out my “workshop”, which has collected every scrap of wood, unused paint can, stray screw or nail, bits of wire, and anything that might be useful in my lifetime. Occasionally, this collection has provided a needed something or other, but has not prevented me from frequent trips to the giant building supply outlet…where I always buy more than I planned to buy…which ends up in said workshop/junk room.
Water in the cellar is the crisis. What’s the opportunity? Finally, I’m forced to sort out the junk, clean up the mess, throw items away…and make room for a new collection of whatever I might have to keep for some future task. I should have done this on a regular basis, but it is easier to add to the pile, shut the door, and stifle good intentions. Why do today, what you can put off until tomorrow?
Water has that insistent way of not letting you put things off. Time has come to attack the mess, compliments of a thunderstorm. If the water would just go away by itself, I might have been able to leave the door shut…
Prior to writing novels, the author enjoyed a multifaceted career: from decorated combat aviator to advertising professional to global communications director of a major consumer brand. He has traveled the world and met sports, film and television stars, political leaders, and royalty. He graduated from Middlebury College, is married, lives in Germany, and has two grown children.