Don’t even bother with a resolution. You won’t keep it.
Something I like better is the concept of OneWord365, where you pick a single word to embody how you want to be in the world in the new year.
My word last year was Unlock, and this year I have chosen Strengthen. And since I’m sitting here with a broken wrist, increasing deafness from Meniere’s Disease, and the flu, I need my health strengthened. And my mind, body, finances, relationships, faith, how I use my time, etc.
This is the best litter box on the market. I have four of them (two at the cabin and two at home, so I always have a clean one ready for the next round of kitty litter). He only sells them online, not in stores.
When I look into the faces of a choir, my faith in humanity is temporarily restored.
I like choral music and I have had the opportunity to attend a variety of concerts. As I look at each person individually as they sing, I can’t help but put a positive projection on them as wonderful people. Nobody looks like a prick.
We need to be careful about who we overlook. Who would have thought that the overweight woman with the short, frizzy hair, who we assume has a humble day job of serving fries and gravy in the school cafeteria – has the voice of an angel? All the choir members do. They all look so happy. They all look like good people.
It must be the music. Maybe today, listen to a rousing, majestic, beautiful, old fashioned hymn, and see how it makes you feel.
Spring is here and you know what that means. Church and neighbourhood yard sales.
Sturgeon’s Law states that 90% of Everything is Crap. Accordingly, we all should have a ton of stuff to donate by applying this law to our lives. Pack Rats take note: You who accept everything in a wonderful, non-judgemental, inclusive way without prejudice – remember, garbage dumps do the same thing.
The yard sale is the middle man. Play a game with yourself if you are having a hard time deciding what to get rid of – ‘Would I take it if I moved?’
Probably not, so donate now. Those unaware of Teddy Sturgeon will thank you.
We all find ourselves at one time or another feeling the discomfort of being on the receiving end of the cognitively endowed. (If not, it means all our social interactions are with stupid people.) Or perhaps, through no fault of our own, we were born to swim in the shallow end of the gene pool.
Relief is at hand. When the cockalorum is spouting off and you don’t have a clue what they are talking about, just stay silent. When they have finished enlightening you, respond with “I thought so.”
You just plundered their intelligence, like a pirate. And they were none the wiser. The key is to never ask a question. Just pretend you knew it all along.