What Is Wrong With Me?

Well, what do you want to do Gene?  You said that you're not doing what you want to do...well, why?

Life will not and doesn't wait.  Life is today, now....life is passing me by as I write these words.  It's passing you by as you read what I've written.

Take life as it comes, Gene.  Stop clinging to whatever it is you're clinging to...let go, let the current of life take you, and enjoy the ride.  Nothing lasts forever, so make the most of it while you can.

I hope that made sense.....and you have my email address if you want to talk about it more.

May you be happy, and well.

Love, D

I don't know if "writing more blogs" is the solution to your situation but as someone who has found your writing to be unusually insightful and funny it would satsify my selfish desires

Thank you, Dharma. Everything you say is true, and I know it, but I've never been much good at translating knowledge into action.

well, why?

I think it's mainly the way I raised. Not only did I never really have to do anything, whenever I would try to do anything someone would always stop me.

If I were to give in to current evangelical fad-think I could blame it on "family curses." I come from a long line of people with grand ideas and insight who came to nothing.

Also, I'm succumbing to the kvetching that typically accompanies dips in my health. I've been writing "What's wrong with me Pt. II" in my head.

Billy Gene King I don't know if "writing more blogs" is the solution to your situation but as someone who has found your writing to be unusually insightful and funny it would satsify my selfish desires

Say, could you drop by the house? There's an odd little fellow who looks like Bobby Riggs lurking around my bushes. Maybe you could scare him off. Then again, maybe it's Arte Johnson. You don't happen to have Ruth Buzzi's number, do you?

(Okay, I know the reply was from Billy Gene King not "Billy Jean King," but it was too good to pass up. Come on!)

Seriously though...

Writing more blogs would be one of the things I wish I could get myself to do. So far I've been good for about 2 a week at best. Another would be to actually respond to the comments fine people such as yourself leave me.

Never fear, though, I still don't intend to throw in the blogging towel.

And thank you for the kind words. I'm insecure enough to need to hear them every once in a while.

So far I've been good for about 2 a week at best.

Hey!  You are doing better than me!  I usually don't even average one a week.

I like to make lists of what I want to do.  Then I look at it now and then to remind myself that I haven't done any of them.  Then I look at them at the end of the year and realize what a failure I've been.  Hope that helps! 

Hey!  You are doing better than me!  I usually don't even average one a week.

I look at Gideon's output and get blog envy.

I like to make lists of what I want to do.  Then I look at it now and then to remind myself that I haven't done any of them.  Then I look at them at the end of the year and realize what a failure I've been.  Hope that helps!

Sure, in a misery loves company kind of way....

Except I don't make to-do lists. I just wake up one day, realize 5 or 6 months (or years) have passed, and wonder "what the hell happened?"

(Hmm, you don't think that girl's still waiting at the bus depot do you? )

Gene, babe...I always used to make big plans and then not follow through with them.  I'm still not-so-good at finishing what I start.

So, I do things on a small scale.  I task myself small projects that I know I can finish...and when I do finish them, I get an immense amount of satisfaction that encourages me to start another small project.  Like now, for example...instead of commiting myself to a BA in criminal justice, I'm aiming for a paralegal certification instead, then if I want to go further once I've finished that, I can.

I find too that my joie de vivre and zest for doing things waxes and wanes in accordance with my health.  When I'm sore or recovering from being sore, I'm less likely to want to do anything...I find myself napping a lot and being really apathetic about most everything.

In all honesty, no, I don't think she's still waiting at the bus depot.  But, you could find yourself another chick and not make her wit as long for you this time....