For someone who once thought I knew it all, I've become all too familiar with locating and dwelling on my shortcomings. As of late, they are rearing their ugly little heads and those heads are growing to monsterous forms and sizes not to be ignored.
I lack patience. Big things don't irritate me nearly as much as the small things. I've been told countless times "don't sweat the petty things" (just pet the sweaty things) but I haven't yet managed to get a handle on that. No pun intended.
Hospitality - it's difficult to be hospitable when you tend to dislike a large number of people in the vicinity. I'm surrounded by Evangelical gossip queens of the "who's yer kin" caliber. I'm happily hospitable to anyone that I want to spend time with - I just don't seem to find many of those people. The thing is that hospitality doesn't exclude the folks you don't really like and I have a LOT of work to do on that.
I'm also miserable at follow-through. I'm great at starting anything and making huge plans as well as getting myself all worked up for anything. I'm terrible at finishing any of it.
Because this blog was intended to be a learning place for me along with the occasional rant, I thought it would be a good idea for me to remind myself of exactly what it is that I was intending and trying to give myself something to learn from and directions to move in. That's what this entry is.
2 comments:
ahh, something else we have in common...i have lived in my little town of west,texas for 15 years and off and on for almost 30...but I'm not czech..the first question they ask is 'what's your name?'..when i give my non czech name, the second question is 'who are you related to?'(thinking I am czech and married a non czech)..when I say no one except by marriage..there is no 3rd question..because they don't care..
i don't like to go to places that have a lot of people as im a recovering alcaholic and sitting around watching a bunch of drunks get drunker doesn't appeal to me..and the smoke kills me..i like people..i like them alot..but i like them on my terms..after all this time, everyone knows not to 'drop by' and see how im doing..
does this mean when one of the other of us is up at 3am with no one to talk to we can call each other...?
nah..didnt think so..
The women around here are determined to find out who we're related to. It's fruitless - all my kin are in Montana and while it also starts with an M, they're still quite far apart.
I've never understood caring who someone is related to, but I guess that is what keeps me from being a pseudo southerner! lol I also don't know what a shirt-tail cousin is... I'm a failure at the whole southern lingo thing!
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