Are You Growing or Going?

Kathy and I moved a few months ago and love our new home and the town we live in. It’s where Kathy runs our cafe and it’s great living and working in the same community.

After a couple of years of house hunting we eventually bought one privately. It was something only God could work out. A cafe customer came in one day and mentioned she heard we were looking to move and that they were looking to sell.

To make a long story short, we signed the papers and a few months later, here we are.

During the purchasing process Kathy and my son-in-law Jason were visiting our future home and called to tell me the owners were selling their snowblower.

Now, I have never used a snowblower before and other than knowing what they do, know nothing about them. I actually like shovelling snow so I wasn’t sure. But secretly, I knew Kathy was concerned that one day she would find me face down on my last snowbank. I was told it was a good model and Jason told me I’d be a fool not to buy it (or maybe he just called me a fool, I don’t remember).

So I took their advice and bought it, sight unseen.

Turns out this snowblower is quite the machine. It’s got levers and buttons and tracks and it’s candy apple red. I think the previous owner polished it on a regular basis. And I’m sure it’s worth more than our two cars put together. That’s not hyperbole, I think it’s true. Of course the combined ages of our vehicles is about 24 years.

Not For Show

This beautiful machine looked wonderful in our new shed. The only problem was, I still knew nothing about operating it. And last week we got our first significant snow fall. My first thought was, I don’t think it’ll last so maybe I will just let it melt on it’s own. Then I saw the snowplow move past my house, and I knew I had to act. Now what??

I pulled out the manual (yes, I’m that guy) and even watched a youtube video so I could help distinguish which handle did what and that I didn’t accidentally damage the most expensive machine we now owned.

Time To Go

I checked the oil, turned it on and slowly and nervously made my way to the driveway . I’m sure it was’t pretty and I was praying no one was watching, but moment by moment I learned what this lever did and that handle did, and slowly I maneuvered my way back and forth until I was basically done. I even ventured across the street to clear the ends of our neighbours driveway; it was gravel though and I didn’t want to accidentally start firing rocks through his car or home windows so I focused the newly formed banks at the end only.

I’m thrilled to say I completed my task, no damage was done to my house or the neighbours and the machine is safely in it’s place. I went back inside to warm up with coffee and then realized how much I was sweating. Was it from the workout or nervous sweat…hmmm.

Why am I telling you this story? Simple really. You’re never too old to learn something new.

Life Isn’t for Going Through But for Growing Through.

When we stop learning & growing we stop living. So do something. Learn something. Improve something. Get better at something.

I bet as you read this, at least one idea is coming to mind…what is it? What have you been putting off for too long? Maybe it’s related to your finances, a relationship, your job or something you’ve kept to your self.

What is one step you can take today toward that thing? Write it down. Tell somebody. Tell me (contact below).

If I can learn how to operate a snowblower at my age you can do whatever it is you want to do too.

Oh hey, I also just wrote a book that will be available in early December…more details to come over the next few weeks.

Because…Life is for growing through not going through.

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