Happy Friday!
I arrived at my hotel around 8 pm.
I ordered some dinner, unpacked my suitcase, ironed my outfit, and hung it in the closet. I reviewed my notes for the following day.
After taking a couple of hours to eat dinner and prep for my upcoming exec offsite, I walked over to the bed to pull back the covers. My own version of turn-down service.
As I did, I saw what I thought was a tick crawling across the pillow.
“How did a tick get into this hotel bed?” was my first thought.
“Was someone hiking and somehow. . . brought in a tick?!”
After a bit of online research, I quickly learned that this was not a tick.
It was a bed bug.
I frantically captured the bed bug with a napkin, flushed it down the toilet, and called the front desk, my heart racing.
- “Hello, I just found a bed bug in my bed.”
- “A bed bug?!” the woman on the other end exclaimed, her voice going up a few octaves.
- “A bed bug," I replied as I grimaced, my heart now racing.
- “Pack up all of your things, and come down to the front desk,” she instructed, matter of factly.
I proceeded to repack everything that I had just unpacked, including my ironed outfit, frantically tossed the remains of my dinner, and took the elevator 12 floors down to the lobby.
Here, the woman at the front desk assigned me a new room and called the manager.
She handed me a new key card —room 906.
I took the elevator back up, this time to the 9th floor, and opened the door to my new room.
Knowing what I now knew, I immediately walked over to the bed to assess the situation.
To my horror, the sheets, pillow, and pillow case were covered in bed bug markings (something I had now unfortunately learned a tremendous amount about, within a very short period of time).
Now, shaking slightly, I called back down to the front desk, asked for the manager, and told him I would like to check out of the hotel. I asked if there was another nearby Marriott that he could transfer me to and he essentially said, no idea —you're on your own.
I found a nearby hotel with 4.6 stars, called to confirm availability, and nearly cried with relief when Ryan at the front desk said “yes." I walked as quickly as possible out of room 906, simultaneously ordering an Uber and rolling my suitcase down the hallway.
By the time I arrived at the new hotel, it was 10:26 pm. Still shaking slightly, I patiently waited while Ryan at the front desk trained his new team member via my reservation. I practiced deep breathing while they painfully made their way through each step of the process, redid several of them, and finally handed me my key card.
I made my way to the 4th floor of hotel #2.
When traveling to see my clients, the most important thing to me is that I can show up at my best. How was I supposed to show up at my best when it was now 11 pm, and I had just spent the last two hours escaping bed bugs?!
As leaders, we face similar questions all of the time.
While, hopefully, there are no bed bugs involved, there are often unexpected obstacles, changes of plans, unforeseen issues, urgent personnel matters. Or maybe, one of our clients
accidentally deletes their entire test system.
Our opportunity is to return to our steady center, even in the face of challenges and stress, so that we can show up effectively for ourselves, and for each other.
As the clock moved past 11 pm, I busted out all of the tricks I could think of.
- I drank a massive bottle of LifeWater, channeling the wisdom of a dear client: "Whenever I feel like I'm having an existential crisis, I just drink a glass of water and it usually goes away."
- I did some very gentle movement, to try to get my heart rate back down.
- I scheduled an Uber for the next day, in an attempt to remove any other variables.
- I took a shower, in an attempt to wash away the events of the last couple of hours.
- I watched a short, light-hearted show.
- I did several meditations on my Insight Timer app.
It took until 1:30 am for me to come down from the adrenaline spike of Operation Escape the Bed Bugs, which was not at all ideal for the important work I was doing the next day.
But in that moment, all I could do was to focus on the next right thing, and to do the best with the situation I had to work with.
As leaders, our opportunity is often the same.
We can consider:
- What is the next right thing?
- What can I do right now?
- How can I stay present in the moment, even when it's hard?
- What are the tools in my toolkit for when I get thrown off balance? These might include deep breathing; a mantra or a reminder; feeling our feet on the ground; or perhaps just drinking some water.
- How can I “be where my feet are,” and avoid catastrophizing about things beyond my control?
What are your favorite strategies for returning to center when you're thrown off course?
And, have you ever encountered bed bugs? 😳
If you read Friday Favorites a few weeks ago, you'll find this to be an ironic sequel to my travel woes with the hotel brand I think I officially need to break up with. It's been a good 20+-year ride.
From here, we will move to our list of favorites below.
Thank you, as always, for being part of this community and for reading.
Wishing you a wonderful September weekend ahead!