Category: Daily Life

I know I haven’t written part II to “I had my day! No I get 30 more.” but this has to come first. Thursday night we hadour den meeting. The plan was to have the boys do a craft, an activity, and a discussion. The scheduled discussion was with a police officer and who shows up but none other than the rookie right out of cadet school that gave me the ticket for the midnight slow and go (which I fully stopped for) through an insignificant stop sign.

My initial desired responses to his presence were all evil, inappropriate and definitely a bad example for the kids with at least one potentially landing me in jail. So, I did the right thing and sucked it up and helped him figure out what to say to the kids then introduced him.

Related posts:

My Day in Court Part I

Paranoid

The Story

The day of the ticket

amped in a bad way today.

A New Day!

Let’s start the day off with a PayPal donation link:

This Morning

Last night was lovely! Exceptional! I opted to not fret and worry and instead gave the wife a relaxing massage and conversation. This morning I fret and worry.

I wanted to buy some scotch on the way home from scouts but somehow didn’t think that a scout leader in uniform should be walking into a liquor store.

I’ve majorly cut down on my caffiene intake (thanks to herbal teas) so maybe this is just a sign to continue health habits.

In 30 minutes I am supposed to be setting up to receive 24 8 year old boys that will begin arriving in as little as 45 minutes. I am not familiar enough with the procedures of the group and have nothing prepared. I need 1 hour to buy supplies and the hardware store around the corner is now closed. I also cannot leave the house. I almost stopped at Home Depot on the way home but didn’t want to lug my dog pee smelling briefcase, calendar and bag of scout paperwork into the store and didn’t want to leave it unguarded in the Jeep. I had two weeks to prepare for this. Now I have half an hour.

Sums me up pretty good.

ps. in this same 30 minutes I have to prepare dinner for the family and we have no food in the house.

Whatever you do, you need courage. Whatever course you decide upon, there is always someone to tell you you are wrong. There are always difficulties arising which tempt you to believe that your critics are right. To map out a course of action and follow it to the end, requires some of the same courage which a soldier needs. Peace has its victories, but it takes brave men to win them.

– — Emerso

Hey! Could you stop with the camera already. You’re blocking my view of the tube!

Animals? Of course we don’t let animals on the couch. Only us humans!

 

Tim of Spy Journal fame originally introduced me to the concept of “Peak Oil“. Kurzweil brings us more.

Hitting that slow down part of my day. This is went I should change tasks and do something Not Urgent and rewarding to me. Instead I’m likely to build up a good anxiety attack as I try to figure out how to accomplish all the remaining tasks if the day.

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I like Haloscan but for along time was thinking I’d write my own commenting system. Today I decided to support the system I like so I’ve made a donation to Haloscan (and encourage others to do the same). The benefit to you is that now you may comment up to 3000 words (comment spammers rejoice) and no advertisements appear in the comment window. Domestic Psychology is also the same way.

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Sometimes it feels like we are on Prime Time.

Here’s a “that happens to other people” event: One of our neighbors and father of our daughter’s good friend just got deported to the Philippines after a 7 year battle to try to gain citizenship. Apparently INS just “showed up” yesterday and took him away.

Wow! Did he have time to pack? What happens when he arrives back at the islands? Could you imagine?

A professional is someone who can do his best work when he doesn’t feel like it.

– — Alistair Cooke

There is an expression “I want it so badly I can taste it.” So, just how badly have you ever wanted something?

Have you ever wanted something so badly that you hurt?

So badly that it distracted you from everything else?

So badly that you were physically ill?

What of trust?

Have you ever wanted something so badly that you were willing to lose someone’s trust?

What of sacrifice?

Have you ever watned something so badly that to have it briefly you were willing to give it up forever?

When it comes to wants, needs and cravings, what factors into self-restraint versus self-indulgence? Is it simply a matter of strong versus weak? Survival of the fittest? Moral versus immoral? What gives the preacher will power and the drug addict none? What allows one child the steal candy from the store and another child to ask for desert and happily accept no as an answer?

Where are our boundaries and how are they built?

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