It Feels Good

This morning, as I was about to walk out the door for work, I got a text message saying that the school where I teach didn’t have power. No power. No school.

It honestly felt like a Christmas miracle, in March.

I quickly began to make a mental list of all of the tasks I could accomplish after the boys left for school. Instantly, the list in my head grew longer than the hours in the day, so I prioritized what was most important to me, sent out a couple text messages, and made a plan that looked something like this:

  1. Grocery shop for lasagna ingredients to take make and deliver dinner to a friend who “just” had a baby (4 weeks ago…) and get ingredients for an appetizer for an LLS fundraiser that a friend is hosting for me on Friday.
  2. Run 8 miles and do the strength workout I skipped yesterday.
  3. Make the lasagna and maybe some cookies.
  4. Visit my friend and her sweet new baby girl.
  5. Pick boys up from school.

At 7:45, just as my husband was heading out the door to take my boys to school, he said, “I have some errands I need you to run for me today.”


I was instantly annoyed. I didn’t have time to get all of MY stuff done, let alone his stuff too! But I listened to the list of things he needed me to do, and grumbled an “okay”, while inwardly growing more frustrated.

By 8:15, I was out the door and on my way to the grocery store. And of course, as soon as I started to drive away, my “CHANGE ENGINE OIL” alert reminded me that I’ve been overdo for an oil change for about 2 weeks. DANG IT! I absolutely loathe getting my oil changed. It always takes SO long and just seems like a huge waste of time. But, I knew it had to be done, so I headed there first.

Upon arriving, I was told it would be about 45 minutes before my car was done. I headed to the waiting area to stew over the amount of time that was going to be wasted and wondered if there was any way I was going to get everything done today…when all of a sudden it hit me that I was right next to a great running trail! And, per usual when setting out to run errands,  I was wearing all of the necessities to go running! I quickly went and notified the worker that I’d be back in 45 minutes, and I headed out the door for a run.

It. Was. Awesome.

The weather was perfect. The trail was empty, except for me and my thoughts. And I had time to really think about how I was spending my miracle “me” day. Often, when I have a “me” day, that’s all that I focus on. Myself. And yes, those are important sometimes.  But I was so happy to have a day planned that didn’t just focus on me. I couldn’t wait to finally meet my friend’s precious baby girl, and I was so glad to have the time to make her dinner too.

And then I started thinking about the few things that my husband had asked me to do for him, and I realized that I was being completely selfish with my internal temper tantrum. I thought about how incredible it would be if I was feeling overwhelmed and someone else was able to take some things off of MY “to do” list for me. And at that moment, I felt happy to be able to help out. My “me” day was about me making other peoples’ days better. And that felt pretty great.

I finished my run, completely refreshed and ready to tackle my day…again…and in a much better mood. (It really is amazing what a good run does for you!)

Somehow, I managed to get everything done, besides making cookies and doing my strength workout. And, just as I was rushing out the door to get to my friend’s house, the UPS man pulled in the driveway with a delivery.

And my heart was so happy.

I received this Leukemia Lymphoma Society hoodie for raising over $15,000 for cancer research. 

It sure does feel good to do good.


2 thoughts on “It Feels Good”

  1. Kendra I love your topic. It is so true about how good we feel when we are looking out for others. I love your “random stream of consciousness” writing style. I think most women are multi-taskers. How many of us just sit and watch TV? We are watching TV while knitting, crocheting, answering emails, writing thank you notes or a ton of other things. Thank you for sharing.

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