I got this one from another 43Thinger. I think this can be a great way of looking at not only problems, but our everyday life. How many times have we all obsessively fretted over things that we have absolutley no control over? What is stressing out over these things going to accomplish? NOTHING!

I am starting to study Yoga and I think that this outlook will blend wonderfully with the Yogic theories and practices. 2 years ago

I think that nothing brings the need for this goal to exist on personal level so much as the institution of marriage. Not only in my own existence, but in hearing the tales of my friends… I sit and think “jeez.. why would you let him/her get AWAY with that?!”—whether it be bringing his brothers and sisters by the house at eight o’clock on a work day and demanding that all be fed or whether it’s the fact that he never cleans the toilet or empties the trash. One can struggle against these things, but, in all honesty, some things aren’t worth the battle. Save the strength for the big things and suck up the little things. Or so I remind myself as I take deep breaths and put the peanut butter away for the fiftieth time in one week. 4 years ago

LIFE is a series of lessons, any way. The sooner we learn that the better life gets…just my 2$$ worth. 5 years ago

This is a work in progress, as with a lot of the goals that I’ve marked done in the past. It took me a long while to come around with this one, the key being that sometimes I’d just take a backseat and let things run their course without getting involved. It wasn’t not about acceptance or forgetting (although in some cases, it could be), but it’s letting go of my responsibility, and in effect of the control that I could have, over my life. The worst thing about it is that afterwards, I’d bitch and moan about the things that went wrong.

So, my bad. Accept it, change it or forget it, consciously and responsibly. If things don’t go my way and I didn’t lift a finger to do something about it anyway, I should stop complaining. 5 years ago

I am, by nature, fairly tidy. Not necessarily clean, but tidy. My flatmate leaves her stuff everywhere. Not just bits and bobs that get left around through general life, but mounds of laundry on the dining room table that stay for weeks, piles of notebooks and old paperwork in the guest room that you have to wade through and just stuff that accumulates. Christmas presents that she doesn’t want are still left in a big pile in the study… So, I can’t accept it or forget it since I might trip and break my neck. So I’m changing it by helping her organize all her stuff. It may take on a whether she likes it or not quality, but I have a feeling that she wouldn’t notice if it got organized. She would just carry on. So I might do that with my weekend. 6 years ago