Saturday, June 25, 2011

The good: Thanks

Thank You!This is what you do when you can't solve a problem and your worry eats away at you:
  • Stop thinking
  • Remember what you love to do
  • Do it
  • Call someone you like being with; bring them along with you
  • Treat yourself to some coffee toffee ice cream at Ed's Real Scoop
  • Listen to some really great music, the stuff you really like, even if it's kind of embarrassing
  • Sit in your favourite chair (maybe it's the floor or your grass) and think about all the people who love you, help you, support you and do wonderful things for you
  • Go to Flickr and search for "thanks"
  • Post the photo that really captures what you want to say to all those amazing people out there who make life worth living

What, me, worry?

Worry ClosetI know you know.

I'm a worrier. It surrounds me. I'm saturated in it.

Thing is, you don't even know the half of it. Because I don't even talk about it all. I tell you the stuff I feel safe telling you. The rest is private. Yep, even in this day of the open social web, there is still privacy.

But I feel like I have to worry. When I don't feel like I have to worry, naturally I don't worry.

And I really do try to inflict less stress and anxiety on myself. I have mantras:

Sunday, June 12, 2011

How to achieve the worst-case scenario every time

I believe I may have a talent.

I have the uncanny ability to make a renovation take at least 10X longer than the original plan.

We've been working on the master bedroom. Part of that "small" project was moving the closet. And putting down flooring in the entire upper floor. It was supposed to be about two weeks. Max.

What went wrong?