I experimented with layering the other day- can’t do that very often in Florida- and I got a nice compliment. I think the thing with my wardrobe is- a lot of my shirts show my bra straps and that annoys the *&%$ out of me. So if it’s cold enough, I can still wear those shirts, just put something over it or under it.
So yeah, I’ve made a few new friends, but they’re not like deep friends or anything. I guess there a different levels of friendship, and so I am okay with that right now. I’m kind of busy anyway.
So, somedays it’s earlier, somedays it’s later. It just doesn’t matter to me anymore. If I need to sleep a little later and I can sleep a little later, then why not?
Yay, I did this finally. I had such a good time not having a good time. meaning my time sucked -oh well, i’m not such a speedfreak anymore, but i had fun anyway. I guess i need to run further now.
When I compare myself to those who have less than I have, I feel bad for them.
When I compare myself to those who have more than I have, I feel bad for myself. (illogical because I don’t care if they have more)
Either way I feel bad, but I’m not sure I can stop. The only answer is to focus on those who have less when I feel bad for them, AND to ALSO focus on those who have less when I feel bad for myself.
Either way, the people who have less might be helped.
I think I’ve done this pretty much- I’m sure there are times when I make my kids feel bad when I correct them- well they are supposed to feel bad- but I think I’m better at separating (to them) how I feel about their behavior from how I feel about them as humans. I hope so. As long as I’m a parent – which will be pretty much forever- I’ll have this issue..so it doesn’t really need to be here.
I totally want to learn to play bass. I even ordered a guitar off ebay and a bass amp! I read that you have to have a lot of finger strength though…and even learning regular guitar made my fingers raw. Is it that bad?
I still catch myself doing this. I guess it’s too many shared repsonibilities…but sigh, you get what you give.
Well I’ve made three or four new friends this past year, but I’m not taking this goal off my list because I think the more (friends) the merrier. I still do not always have the courage it takes to invite people in.
but sometimes random works better than nothing.
I was going to give up on this goal, but decided it was worthy of keeping. Sometimes I think it helps to talk about something that bothers me, and sometimes it is helpful when I can change the situation. But when I can’t change something, and I’m just griping about the “way things are”, well then that is pretty pointless (but then isn’t that why we don’t discuss politics in polite society?). The problem is that I usually don’t know whether I can change something until I start talking about it, and then it’s too late to stop the complaining…well no, when I finally figure out I can’t change it and that I’m just griping, I usually do just shut the heck up. But you know, if no one ever complained, then how would good, productive changes occur? Maybe this is not a good goal for me, after all.
I think there will always be times when I will take things personally, and there will be times when I won’t. It’s just the way it works, so this goal is just not something on which I can focus my mind.
It’s one of those things, right? The more you do it, the better it gets. But do I really care if I become a better writer now, now that I’m not being graded (we’re always being graded) enough to have it as one of my life goals? I dunno. Need to think about that. However, it does seem that the more I try to be interesting, the less interesting I become, at least to myself.
Well, I generally have a more peaceful home than I had a year ago. But heck, it’s the ages of my kids. When kid is in puberty, and the other two have come out of it, and the young one gets on everyone’s last nerves, who can be peaceful? And so, now that the youngest is almost through the whole puberty muck, it’s better.
Well, maybe if I stop talking negatively to myself, I can stop talking negatively to other humans. Like, last night I was at a dinner party, and I told my hostess how bad I am at giving dinner parties because it makes me stress (and get crabby). And I told a middle school cheerleader that I was always too pessimistic to be a cheerleader…which to me was kind of funny, actually. Go team. yay. Is it always negative when people, in general, get on one’s nerves? I’m thinking not, but maybe I need to advance my thinking here.
Well, right now I’m waking up at 6:30, but I hit the snooze and don’t actually get up until around 7. I think I can do better by a half hour.
I’m usually reading a book anyway, so this goal has become superfluous. I’m not sure I can read more than I already do.
