“Is this what it was like to live in Colonial times?” my 11-year old daughter asks, golden firelight flickering off her face in our living room on Wednesday night.
The power was out in our house and in our neighborhood, thanks to the late winter storm weighing down trees under layers of ice and wet, heavy snow.
I’d just arrived after my own three-hour saga from New York City – 20 miles away – thanks to a tree that hit and immobilized my train, stopping all service in both directions for the night.
We had a few flashlights, the kids were reading by candlelight, I was finally warming up, and my wife says, “Shoveling. We have to shovel, or it will freeze by morning. Let’s do it now.”
Never mind the exhaustion of the journey home, the temperature dropping in our house, eating by flashlight, or all that important worrying we had to do. Let’s shovel.
And she was right.
We trudge out into six inches of wet, nasty, heavy snow, do an hours’ worth of work, and it’s taken care of.
The only reason we did the tough, ugly job that needed to be done? Because she said “now.”
Sometimes we just need someone to speak that kind of truth, cut through it all and say “this, right now. This is the most important thing for us to do.”
Maybe that someone is you.
Maybe the time to put something hard and important at the top of the list is now.
Your team will follow. Even if it’s not, technically, “your team.”