Promise #18: Develop a craw-clearing plan



I just learned that when something is stuck in your craw it means stuck in your throat. I always thought it meant something was stuck somewhere else. “Stuck” is an uncomfortable word and “craw” is butt-ugly, hence my assumption.

I had something stuck in my craw on Memorial Day. I was cleaning up after a little get-together and a huge, unopened bottle of Jack Daniels slipped from my hands and landed on the stone floor. It was late. I was tired. The day shattered at my feet. I spent an hour cleaning before I walked away from a Pine Sol and whiskey cocktail with a boat-load of ‘tude stuck in my craw, but I didn’t tell a soul. I tore through the night…alone.

Isn’t that stupid? I let a mindless accident ruin a fabulous day. That’s not going to happen again. Here’s my four-step craw-clearing plan. The minute I realize I’m choking I’m going to:

  1. Cough (very) loudly. I’m not a doctor, but I believe the best way to clear my throat is to cough.  Added bonus: coughing creates noise. Noise attracts people. People are inherently caring. Someone might help me feel better. If that doesn’t work I will…
  2. Drink (very) slowly. I’m not a genius, but I know that a few sips of water might wash my troubles into my stomach where they will dissolve in acid or feed my ulcer. Okay, so maybe this step is not such a good idea. Maybe instead of water I should pony-up for a new Jack-in-the-bottle. Or maybe I should just…
  3. Stop, drop and roll. I’m not a fire fighter but I realize that if something is stuck in my craw it’s flammable. The faster I stop fanning the issue, the faster I will extinguish the flame. As a last resort, or possibly a first resort…
  4. Thrust forward. I’m not an idiot, but I understand that I’ll be one if I allow myself to choke on anger.  So I’ll force myself to put the issue out there and deal with it before it (inevitably) takes my breath away.

I wish the phrase meant what I thought it meant—to have something stuck in your butt—because it would be so much easier to just flush and move on.

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12 Comments


  • :-) welcome…

    June 14, 2010
  • I’m with you, Maureen. I know it’s easier said than done. It is such a waste of time, though…

    June 14, 2010
  • Kristine Nocito

    Hi Tracey, Just checked out the blog and will be back again!

    June 14, 2010
    • :-) welcome…

      June 14, 2010
  • Maureen

    Yes — I know the choking on anger feeling well. I just have to keep telling myself to let it go.

    June 11, 2010
    • I’m with you, Maureen. I know it’s easier said than done. It is such a waste of time, though…

      June 14, 2010
  • Natalie Stewart

    Tracey,

    I’m loving this blog! I just discovered it from your LinkedIn page and this is the best idea I’ve seen in a while for a blog. I will definitely be following to find out the next thing I need to promise myself in life.

    Natalie

    June 9, 2010
    • Hey, Natalie-Glad to have you along for the ride…

      June 9, 2010
  • sheri4l

    Thinking #3 Stop Drop and roll would be unwise with a broken bottle on the ground…LOL

    June 9, 2010
    • Sheri-good thinking, good thinking…

      June 9, 2010
  • Anneliza Humlen

    Love this! Who knew that a bottle of Jack can teach us so much and yet be a metaphor for wisdom. Another brilliant perspective and twist of wisdom. Thanks for inspiration – as always. Must share w/ peeps. Later….

    June 9, 2010
    • Al-Jack is such a good teacher, but you can’t always share the lesson. :-)

      June 9, 2010

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