Taking Up Space – Part 2

Preparing for a move has been very motivational, especially when it comes to purging the stuff in our house so that someone else can live here. All of the skeletons have to go, the secret hiding places won’t be secret any more. That reminds me of one time when I showed my friend Karen a room in my house filled with storage and I called it my “dirty little secret.” Her daughter, who was probably around 7, went home and told her father that I have a dirty little secret. Maybe that’s how my reputation got started. 🙂

Out of necessity, my rule these days is that everything in our home has to have a place to live. We’re not quite there yet, but we’re headed in the right direction. The kids are constantly trying to bring something else home and I always ask them, “Where is it going to live?” In the next 2 months I will have to stay tough on this, or our house will never be in shape for our departure.

One of the difficulties I encountered during last week’s sorting and purging was the vast amount of gifts that we’ve received over the years; there was an emotional attachment that went beyond the rest of the stuff. Many of these gifts have been used and enjoyed and made it through the purge, but there were others that really got me thinking about the whole idea of giving and receiving.

PeeWeeAt the bottom of the bin of VCR tapes, I found a boxed set of PeeWee’s Playhouse – the entire series. I remember my father asking what I wanted for Christmas that year, and that’s what I put on my list. I REALLY loved that show (“LET’S SEE HOW BIG MY FOIL BALL IS TODAY!”), and I was excited to receive the gift. But the majority of the VCR tapes were still wrapped in plastic – never watched. For over 20 years, that boxed set has been taking up space in my house. It probably cost a hundred bucks “back in the day.” It was a possession that I owned, but didn’t use and enjoy, and now PeeWee has left the building. Maybe he is at someone else’s house now, or maybe nobody at the school yard sale was a fan.

I hate to waste anything – food, time, effort, water, paper, money. But when Christmas rolled around, the old me would buy my kids lots of stuff, because that’s what makes them happy. But then some of the stuff has nowhere to live and becomes a liability, a responsibility. I could spend my entire life picking up stuff and moving it back to where it belongs. I own some things that bring me joy, but I usually can’t see them because of the other stuff.

I recently received an invitation to my 1YO nephew’s birthday, and it requested that we bring no gifts, saying something like, “our lives are full enough.” My grandmother used to say, “If I can’t eat it, read it, or wear it, I don’t want it.” Bravo (although I would add “drink it” to the list)! I respect these positions. Although I appreciate all of the gifts we’ve received, nobody in my family needs anything. We’re hard-pressed to even think of something we want. For anyone planning to give us a gift from here on out, I would love to receive the gift of your presence – to spend time with you, go on an outing, or have a meal together. And if I don’t send you a gift for every holiday, it doesn’t mean that I don’t love you. We all have enough.

For Christmas 2015, or should I say – Navidad, we will have friends visiting us in Mexico. There will be gifts, but very few – likely names drawn from a hat and some stocking stuffers. Will the kids be disappointed? Will they think it’s the worse Christmas ever? I don’t think so. I hope not. I’ll let you know.

Good Work – Part 2

Yesterday I wrote about my job – what I do and how it came about. There’s more I wanted to say, but I was afraid that too much door-talk would make some of you pass out from boredom (except my door-people who are reading this…I can hear you hanging on every word! 🙂 ).

Yoga PantsFirst, I’m so grateful to be able to work from any location that has a stable internet connection, and have the flexibility time-wise to be a mom. That often means that I’m working at midnight or on the weekend, but it’s worth it to be able to chaperone the occasional field trip or pick up a sick kid from the nurse’s office. I’ve been working at home for more than 10 years, and getting work done has never been an issue. The biggest problem is knowing when to stop.

I don’t expect that working from Mexico will be a whole lot different, except that I hope to do a better job of setting limits. I have made some improvements in that area already; I used to work until at least 2 a.m. most nights. I was bragging to one of my favorite coworkers (now retired) that I had cut back and was usually in bed by midnight (yay me!), and he said, “Go to bed at 11 instead – it won’t make one bit of difference in your inbox.” He was right. I could work 24/7 and there would still be more to do, so I have to find the strength to walk away when my day (or night) is over.

I’ve worked from San Miguel de Allende before; in fact, for quite a few years our family has been traveling for a month or so each summer. I work part-time during that month, and also take some vacation time, but I’m able to keep my work-blog running and answer any questions that come in. I worked from Morocco last summer and also in 2012. Before that, most of our trips were in the US because the idea of taking 3 wild and crazy kids on an international extravaganza seemed insane. I had no issues working from Mexico in the summer of 2013…fingers crossed that the Mexican infrastructure won’t fail me.

The other great thing about my work is that I can use my amplified online voice to spread the word about whatever issues are important to me. I’ve written a lot about the importance of fire door assemblies that protect us when a fire occurs. I’ve evangelized about the hazards of traditional wired glass, which is responsible for more than 2,000 injuries in schools each year – injuries that are often debilitating and sometimes even fatal.  I’ve even used my reach to help a friend in need.

My hot topic now is school security, and specifically the means of locking classroom doors if there is an active-shooter in the building. Although there are code-compliant locks to provide security as well as free egress, fire protection, and accessibility, some schools are turning to less expensive retrofit security devices that teachers can use in an emergency. The problem is that when these barricade devices are installed, they can prevent or delay evacuation, and if an unauthorized person locks the door in order to commit a crime, most of these devices prevent staff or emergency responders from entering the classroom to help, even if they have a key.

Do you know how many crimes are committed in schools each year? According to the National Center for Education Statistics (NCES):

  • “In 2012, students ages 12–18 were victims of about 1,364,900 nonfatal victimizations at school, including 615,600 thefts and 749,200 violent victimizations, 89,000 of which were serious violent victimizations.”
  • “During the 2009–10 school year, 85 percent of public schools recorded that one or more of these incidents of violence, theft, or other crimes had taken place, amounting to an estimated 1.9 million crimes.”
  • “During the 2011–12 school year, 9 percent of school teachers reported being threatened with injury by a student from their school. The percentage of teachers reporting that they had been physically attacked by a student from their school in 2011–12 (5 percent) was higher than in any previous survey year (ranging from 3 to 4 percent).”

The risk of “nonfatal victimization” at school is tens of thousands of times higher than the risk of an active shooter occurrence.  Do we really need to have these devices hanging next to the door so anyone has the ability to barricade the classroom? Does this increase the safety of our kids, especially considering how extremely rare active shooter events in schools really are? There are plenty of options for providing safety AND security at school, and my current mission is to make sure school districts consider the safety aspects rather than just looking for inexpensive security.

It’s so important to me that I’m able to educate people about these issues, especially those related to schools. I also work on changes to the building codes and fire codes; this process takes YEARS but it’s rewarding to make progress toward better codes that help to ensure the safety of building occupants.

Doors, locks, and codes…what’s not to love?  😀

Good Work – Part 1

iDigHardware IconOne of the things I want most for my kids is to eventually find work that they love and are passionate about. Norah is insistent that she’ll be a runner, an artist, and a stay-at-home mom with a doctor-husband, but I’m trying to convince her that she might want a back-up plan in case the doctor runs off with the nanny.

Once I commented to a friend that I love my job, and she gave me a funny look and an emphatic, “Really?!” Most people don’t know exactly what I do, and I’ve given up trying to explain it. It’s something to do with doors and locks and building codes, so I guess it’s understandable that my friend would have a hard time feeling my passion.

When we started thinking about spending an extended period of time out of the country, the first thing I did was ask for my boss’ blessing. He supported the plan right away, knowing that it would make me a happier and healthier employee. I have worked for the same company for 20 years, through several corporate reorganizations and name changes. But the brands and people have stayed constant (for the most part), and I’m probably a “lifer” at this point.

I created my current job over a period of 15 years, first learning about code requirements for doors (there are way more than you’d think!), then conducting training and answering questions, putting together a reference guide, and eventually starting a blog (www.iDigHardware.com) and writing articles. Over those years I made thousands of connections – with my coworkers, door hardware suppliers, fire marshals and building inspectors, security consultants and integrators, locksmiths, architects, contractors, facility managers…basically anyone who had a question about doors and found their way to me (thank you Google).

A few years ago, my unofficial night job of global code consultant extraordinaire surpassed my day job of specification department manager. I scheduled a meeting with HR, brought in examples of my code-related work, and asked that a new position be created where I could do this work full-time. After HR consulted with our leadership team, I had a new job! I so appreciate them making this investment, when I’m pretty sure some of them are still wondering what it is that I do, and why.

My charge is to provide education and support regarding code requirements for door openings. If you’re not one of those people listed in my connections above, you’re probably wondering, “How complicated can it be?? A door is a door!” So here’s an example. A new school is being designed by an architect, and the door hardware is specified by a door hardware consultant. That consultant decides what hinges, lock or panic hardware, door closer or automatic operator, gasketing and threshold, door stop, kick plate, etc., will go on that door. There are hundreds of products to choose from, based on function, design, durability, price, brand, access control, and other factors. And institutional doors and hardware are EXPENSIVE…one mistake could easily cost hundreds or thousands of dollars.

Add to the mix the code requirements for egress, fire protection, and accessibility. The consultant needs to choose hardware that meets all of the previously-listed requirements, but is also code-compliant. Doors serving big groups of people may require panic hardware. Fire doors need hardware that will ensure that they’re closed and latched during a fire. And the Americans With Disabilities Act mandates accessibility for all. When the consultant runs across an application they’re not sure about, they can come to me for help.

I love helping people – it sounds cliché, but it’s true. And the people that are coming to me for help don’t have a lot of options for finding their answers…if they didn’t have me as a resource they would either spend hours researching the codes or wing it and hope for the best. Their ability to easily find the right answer and raise their level of knowledge about the codes helps to ensure the safety of building occupants. Yes it’s a niche, but it’s my niche.

SelfieAbout a month ago, a hardware distributor sent me an email that read, “You work so very hard for our industry and for the safety of building occupants.  You are saving lives every bit as much as a firefighter.  The good news is we’ll probably never even know how many or which crisis was averted or how much impact you have had.  Suffice it to say that I’m so proud to have you in our industry and to count you as a friend.  You’re my ‘Shero.’“ The same week, I got an email from our company president that said, “FYI…really proud of the work you are doing!” And a couple of weeks ago I received a selfie from one of my readers, taken with the CEO of our company at a trade show. My reader texted, “I told him how much I appreciate you and the work you do. No joke. He was speaking with me about products and sales reps. He was very happy to hear about iDigHardware. I told him that I tell all of my customers in 42 counties from educational to manufacturing to visit and sign up for your daily email. You’re a value that has no limitations of knowledge or where to find it. 🙂

Who wouldn’t love a job that brought that kind of validation on a regular basis? Stay tuned for Part 2…

“More Time”

Family-PhotoMy father died on April 16th – just a couple of weeks ago. He was diagnosed with cancer in February, and he did not think the disease would take him so quickly. The last time I talked to him, when he was in the VA hospital with a broken hip (because of the cancer in his bones), one of his most emotional moments was when he expressed his desperation for “more time.”

I didn’t want to upset him further so I didn’t ask, but I wondered what he would do with the time if he got his wish. It made me think a lot about the instinctive and insatiable desire of most humans for more time. How much time is enough? 70, 80, 90 years? My grandmother, who I adored, was just short of 96 when she died. She lived in her own home and seemed content, but I think the time came when the aches and pains and “senior moments” made her say, “Enough already!” She passed on some of her possessions that she knew we would treasure. Her affairs were in order. She wasn’t wishing for more time as her clock wound down.

My father was 68 when he died, so maybe sometime between 70 and 90 or more likely 80 and 90 is when most people reach the point where they feel like they’ve had enough time. Or maybe it’s never enough. The priest who spoke at my father’s wake and funeral advised both times that we consider whether we would be ready when our time came. I’m obviously not ready now…Sue Lori Dad Whale WatchI have 3 kids to finish raising and lots of good work to do. And even when my family is all grown up I’ll have responsibilities to take care of and things to look forward to – maybe travel or a good book or a nice bottle of wine or even grandkids.

I hope I never reach the point where I don’t want more time, when there’s nothing left to enjoy or the bad outweighs the good. But when my time does come I hope to be able to look back at my life with few regrets…to know that I did everything I wanted to do, that I was present (physically, mentally, AND emotionally) for the important moments, and that I squeezed all of the life out of my days. I don’t want to wish desperately for more time.

A few years ago I was talking to one of the kindergarten teachers at school, complaining that I was so busy and overscheduled that I couldn’t enjoy anything because I was always stressed about the other things that needed to be done or where I was supposed to be next. The teacher described it as “skimming the surface,” and we agreed that a lot of us are currently living in this mode – just flying through at top speed and dipping down to skim the surface and engage once in a while. I’m overwhelmed… with a job that I love but that never ends, with our crazy schedules, with the STUFF that surrounds us. It’s all too much.

My main motivation for our upcoming adventure in Mexico is the fear of regret. If we didn’t go because it was too difficult to get the house in order, or I wasn’t sure if we had enough money saved, or I didn’t get my rear in gear, I’d never forgive myself. When I look at the to-do list I wonder how it’s all going to get done considering the number of little things that are pushed from one week’s list to the next because there’s no time, but I am committed. My family needs this hiatus from the harried schedule we’ve been living with for the last 10 years. We need to stop and smell the jacarandas along the way.  🙂

¡Vamos a México!

Flex Work Agreement Some of you already know that we are preparing for an adventure, but I need to catch everyone else up so bear with me. This summer we will head south of the border, to spend a year in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico. Just typing those words gives me heart palpitations…partly from excitement, but also a bit of panic because there is so much left to do before we go. AAAAAHHHH!!! I just received my flexible work agreement signed by me, my boss, and HR, so it’s all systems go!

We’ve been talking about this idea since we came back from our month-long trip to SMA in the summer of 2013. I loved the city so much that I made Ben promise we’d move there when he retires (5 years before me but not for 10+ years). As I thought more about it I realized that I really want to share that experience with the kids, and now is the time.

When I first mentioned the possibility of relocating for a year, Norah was ready to start packing immediately. That’s not a surprise, as she is probably the most adventurous of the 3 kids. She will be in 4th grade in SMA and will come back to 5th grade in her current elementary school. I’m excited that she’ll be able to spend that special 5th-grade year as a BWOC (Big Woman On Campus) in the school that we’ve loved for the last 8 years.

Adlani wasn’t completely opposed to the plan, as long as he could take along his electronic devices (technology overload will likely be the topic of another post). He will be in 6th grade in Mexico, and because he is one of the youngest kids in his grade we’ve decided to have him start middle school (6th grade again) when we return. He’s not overly thrilled about that, but he’ll thank me someday.

Aliya had just started middle school when I first brought up the idea, and she was not a fan of the plan. In fact, she cried whenever I mentioned it. I explained why I thought it would be such an amazing experience, but she was insistent that she didn’t want to miss a second of middle school. I figured she’d get past that and she has…at this point she’s actually excited about going, although she will miss her friends (as we all will!). She will be in 8th grade in Mexico, and will come back and start high school.

Some of you may be wondering WTF would ever make us want to move to Mexico…they burn cars there and kidnap people! What about our house, pets, church, friends, etc.? I will write more about all of those in future posts, but I will address the safety aspect now. It’s true that certain parts of Mexico are unsafe, due mostly to the drug cartels. Last Friday there were blockades in various parts of the country in retaliation for the government’s crack-down on these criminals. We will be watching the situation closely, and if we need to change our plans, we will.

Many areas of Mexico are safe and wonderful, despite the picture painted by the media. We have friends there who will give us the real scoop and I belong to several online groups of ex-pats – we can decide over the coming months if we should reconsider. But I’m not going to let the fear of what could happen be the driving factor in my life. Bad things can happen anywhere, and while civil unrest in the ‘Ham is pretty unlikely, I’m not going to hide in my comfort zone and miss out on what the world has to offer.

I used to write on this blog almost every day, and it really helps me to look at things in a different light and work through difficulties. While I write mostly for myself, my family, and my close friends, there are others who have said they want to follow along on this journey so I will post the link on Facebook when I write a new post.

I leave you with this poem, sent to me a year ago by my friend Elizabeth…

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