It’s a New Month!
After completing NaBloPoMo and NaBloWriMo for November, I decided to enroll in the December blogroll for NaBloPoMo and push myself further into the daily writing habit.
There’s a general theme for the month of December for NaBloPoMo of MITZVAH with a challenge “to give something, to someone, every day of the month, and then blog about it.” It’s not about just physical giving and it’s not required for every single post, but I think it’s great. Just the sort of thing up my alley and that I tend to write about in my new age circles. A “Pay It Forward” kind of energy.
Today, my gift was given at the grocery store. I’m never keen on spending time at the store. ANY store. And I really do not enjoy checkout lines either. And I’m one to always watch the pattern and flow of people to try and pick the fastest checkout lane so I can get the heck outa there asap. Today it wasn’t in my “plan” to even go to the grocery store at all, but we were in need of several items and I had to pick them up (I even forgot the most important – toilet paper). Ultimately, I wanted in and out. And though I might have considered the 20 items or under for the automated self checkout, I’ve found from experience that self-checkout is really not fast at all if you have more than a couple items. Invariably, I find the computers are much slower.
For some reason today, there were no manned speedy checkouts. Usually there’s at least one lane just for 10 items or less, with a real person to check you out fast. Not today.
I eyed the only three lanes available and saw that one was full, one had two folks, about to narrow down to one, and the last lane was just nearly empty. I was about to do what I usually do, take the lane with the least people.
But then I saw some harried folks across the store with seriously only a couple items in their hands. And it was obvious they were looking to make it to checkout asap. I could pick that faster lane fair and square, and they’d be stuck behind any one of us with baskets full. But I hesitated. And then I picked the lane nearby instead.
A moment later I watched relieved faces as a lady with a loaf a bread and jelly, followed by a man with a case of soda, skated into that nearly empty line. For a second I allowed myself to remember that enthusiastic feeling when you have to be quick and suddenly everything seems to go your way. That was the feeling spreading across their faces. I was happy for them. By the time I unloaded my cart onto the belt, the woman was long gone and the man was on his way out the door.
It’s true, I really wanted out of there. But this time, I had five minutes I could spare and I already knew what that feeling of “flow” felt like, when everything suddenly just goes your way and the world is yours.
Today was their day to flow.