Meltdown
Hi
everybody! It seems we’ve been here
before. I remember saying once or twice
that these things just don’t happen to other people! You’re going to love this one!
I was
on break in Fairbanks again this week. I
had to talk to my relief mechanic Wednesday morning. After we finished our business he asked me if
I heard about the fire. What are you
talking about I asked. He proceeded to
tell me all about how the camp shop was burning to the ground as we spoke. I was dumbfounded!
Do you
remember the Recycle, Repurpose, Reuse projects I had been working on the last
couple weeks? I was proud of my framed
pictures and accent lights. I was going
to sell them online. This week! Everything I made was stored in a couple of
totes in this very burned out building.
I took
a look at where my projects had been.
There was no trace of anything.
It was so hot in that metal oven that even the ashes of my pictures
disintegrated.
Now,
here’s where the autism angle comes in to play.
I spent a whole lot of time and effort designing and building all of
these. I have a lot riding on the making
and selling them. I should have panicked. I should have flipped out at the sudden
change to my carefully laid plans. I
should have had a complete meltdown for several days while my mind wrapped itself
around the potential disaster now in front of me.
I
should have. I’ve done it before. The history of my entire life shows meltdowns
over the ages when my mind didn’t know or understand how to respond to current
stimuli.
I didn’t have a meltdown. My brain accepted it immediately. Instead of panic (oh my, what am I going to
do) I felt calm. Instead of frustration,
I felt confidence. For the first time in
my life I can see the positive in something that should have been devastating
to me.
I was
out nothing other than my time.
Everything I used was Recycle Repurpose, Reuse. My time is valuable and I am normally very
bored working this type of contract. By
creating, I occupied my time and made the days go by much quicker. I also received a very good hands on lesson
on how to set up my jigs to redo all when I get home and my saw is once again
running. My time table may be pushed
back a bit but now I know what to do to make everything even better! I got an education.
By the
way…I had one framed picture that survived.
It was the very first one that I built.
The prototype. It was actually my
favorite. I gave it to the head chef
here in camp to hang on a wall in the kitchen.
It was just my way of saying thanks to everybody. I had to let him know today that the
value of his original ArcticArtique artwork had just gone up as the sole remaining piece
of my original trial run!
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