I have been thinking about how I haven't posted since June 1st, and decided, "Well, now's a good time as any." So, here I am. After a particularly difficult yet exciting week at work, I thought it would be a good time to wear my heart on my sleeve and compose what could possibly be a great blog post, or just something to say I did and is mostly overlooked. Nevertheless, it's a freewrite. Speaking to my work experience, I'm a closer in the mortgage business, and of course, the mortgage business is either feast or famine, or both.
There's been a lot of pressure there with meeting goals and such, and on my end, we don't have a lot of control over it, so it's something where we take what we get. I've been worried about it, but the last few days I've worried less, and today, I decided to quit worrying about it altogether. Two reasons - worry is bad enough as a part of human thought and action, and of course, it's always wise to think ahead to try and prevent a bad thing from happening.
Anyhow, the last couple of months have provided me with several challenges. First and foremost to my readers, I promised myself I'd share my early June vacation with you, not with a slideshow and pithy retellings of what are sure to be great memories, but a play-by-play breakdown of what it's like to vacation with me. And it was a great vacation. I just feel like I should do a post and catch you all up on life before I venture into travel and the poetic.
We're talking challenges here folks, and so I'll stick to that. Life ain't easy... are you with me? The major challenge in my life right now is just to make sure everything stick together and not turn into a mess. I feel like I've got a duct tape dispenser attached to my belt for the next thing. I'm not sure if it's the summer heat, or what, but I feel like I'm being scrutinized and judged on every move I make. I feel like I have to explain every detail of my life to anyone who asks. I could be completely wrong, but feeling like you're under the spotlight is a very stressful endeavor.
It's in many areas of my life, and I think the challenge is to know what is important scrutiny, and what is senseless judging. My lesson here is discernment and proper response. I think I am getting there with that aspect of things. I always go back to the Golden Rule, which is treat others the way you want them to treat you. That's a really helpful thing to know. Being judged helps me to know when to write something off or listen to someone. Being scrutinized helps me realize my own shortcomings and try to make improvements.
I can certainly be a critic when I have to, but I'd much rather be a diplomat and be a part of making things better for everyone. Compare the rhetoric of warring factions throughout history and the JFK speech on peace at American University on 6/10/63.
I have other challenges. I am trying to get into better shape, and while I've lost weight, I'm not as strong as I want to be. That's something to work on. I've got a major garage/yard sale coming up, and that's a heck of a lot of moving stuff around, but I have a room to clear and an A/C unit to fix. I don't expect anyone to understand all the details and challenges of my life, but I do expect them to know that I am actively working on them because I care about the important things.
And one of those important things is sharing my family vacation with you guys. It's a lot more fun than this post, I'll tell ya that.
Friday, July 25, 2014
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