Far too many things bother me. I can be a bit of a worrier.
I worry about what I’ve said, and I worry about what I haven’t said. Because I didn’t have enough faith in my intentions. I’ve learned more and more that if your intentions are pure, they will be obvious.
If your intentions are pure, then you probably won’t stare at the wrong things. If your intentions are pure then any weird combination of words that could be misconstrued … won’t be. Because why would it?
Honesty and Intent.
But back to the question… I am constantly terrified. 😁👍
If I’m being entirely honest with myself I guess I’m seeking security. But, I like to imagine I’m seeking adventure. I suspect there are levels to this question. I think you can do both.
Imagine you’re climbing a mountain, and you have two hand holds and two foot holds. In my humble opinion, I would move only one limb at a time, so that you can rely on the three points of contact already established. How many limbs would you move at the same time? Two, Three? What if you were really comfortable with that one good grip you had?
but….. maybe I’m wrong. Climbing a mountain is far more dangerous then say… switching jobs, or trying sushi. It certainly doesn’t feel that way does it?
While we think about that, here is a picture of me losing at a video game.
This is tough. I’m going to assume they mean celebrities. And I’m going to assume they mean living people.
Penn, Teller, Guillermo del Toro, Malcom Gladwell, Ellen deGenerous, John Cleese, Tom Morello, Kevin Smith, and Seth Macfarlane. Maybe Mike Judge… I would be a little worried about Kevin and/or Penn dominating the conversation. And, I would be a little worried I couldn’t anticipate any or all of their particular dietary restrictions.
I’m leaving a lot of people out because can’t get a good reading on them, but I truly don’t “know” any of these people. All I can do is watch their content and make assumptions that I might become fast friends with these people.
That’s what it would be about. Making friends. That’s what it has always been about.
Has anyone ever told you it’s “too late” for something? That fills me with a special kind of rage. “Too late” my ass. For what Orgies? Drugs? Divorce? Marriage? True Love? Learning? Travel? Revenge? Mistakes? Bull Shit.
The only thing stoping anybody is Health, Time, Space, and/or Money. And, you have more of all those things then you think…. Probably.
Don’t confuse Stagnant and Lonely with growing old. They are not the same thing. Unfortunately it just so happens that we tend to leave our elders in a place with other elders. Grouping people by age is it’s own type of stagnant isn’t it. What are your thoughts on three generation households….? My opinion on that has softened as of late….
Here is a picture of cats on a screen door that I didn’t take.
This one is easy. Last night I went to bed at 1am, and I woke up at 9am.
I do not have a normal bed time. I never have. One of my major goals this year is to build a routine, around a full time permanent position at HSC. Wish me luck.
I use short cuts. And I tell myself that I am a good person.
There are lots of people in my life that would argue against short cuts. But, I’m not talking about cheating, or Half assedness. No, I’m talking about Audio Books, and hiring a handyman.
As egotistical as it may sound, self care is doing the world a favour. I heard an interview with the movie director Taika Waititi once, when he was ask why he put himself in all his movies. He said “Because I love myself”. And, that guy makes great movies.
I’ve quit smoking again. This was a selfish act. I made myself uncomfortable so that I could make myself more comfortable. My last smoke was just before Christmas ‘22. If i fell off the wagon, which could easily happen, and smoked again. The worst thing I could do is beat myself up. I deserve all the chances I can muster to quit smoking. Any amount of mental gymnastics, or wordplay that can help you feel good about making yourself more healthy, is worth it.
I really liked this book, The audio book is narrated by the author.
I want to watch my kids grow up, conquer the world, and subjugate all who oppose my will. -laugh out loud-
…. Honestly, I’m pretty optimistic about the future. But, the next little while isn’t going to be easy. The way I see it we have two hard lessons to learn. One, we are incredibly lucky. And two, embrace the change.
What a ridiculous question. I’m not even sure I know what harmony is…. I suppose I could give up solitude… maybe? Independence…? Maybe those are implied….
I’m getting these writing prompts through my phone, and that Harmony question was my first one. I’m hoping that they will inspire me to write more, maybe kick off a memoir. Now that computers are good enough to write and draw pictures, I figure now is a great time to pick up drawing and writing.
For the sake of harmony, for my marriage, for the good of the people. I think I could give up the responsibility of repairing the sink. The SINK you ask? Yes, the sink. Precious repaired the sink the other day. I’m not sure why. She did not do it the way I would have, so she obviously did it wrong. She asked me for help, and then didn’t listen to my answers. I asked her if she wanted me to do it instead?
“No” She said.
She did not need my help, in fact, I may have damaged her confidence by suggesting that she needed my help. I hope not….
Relationships and dependency have an odd entanglement don’t they?
Is it better to encourage Precious to accomplish her goals without me. Or, Should I cultivate a normal where we divide our responsibilities along an imaginary line? I do this and She does that? Have you ever looked at an older couple finishing each others sentences, or moving with ease around each other in a busy kitchen. You don’t get that without a certain degree of sacrifice, or more accurately, dependance. Long decades of dependance.
What do you think?
While you think about it, here are some pictures of the fireworks me and the fam jam watched on Canada Day.
