Drama of the Chair
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liminal_spaceHow embarrassing. lol
We bought me a chair for Christmas and because delivery to the mountain always takes forever, it wasn't scheduled for me to get it until today. The guys came. The guys unloaded. I said, "Um, that's not my chair! The chair we ordered is orange and has legs, isn't that low to the ground!" I showed them the picture of what I had ordered on the website. We discussed return options. Then I remembered, hey, didn't the chair we got swivel? This one can't swivel. Then I remembered that Mister wouldn't GET me the chair I really wanted because it was like $600 more than this one even on sale and I had to go with 2nd pick. So, I had to explain to the delivery guys that they really did deliver the chair we had ordered and said I had convinced myself that I got the chair I really wanted instead of the 2nd choice chair. I mentioned that Mister had kiboshed my first choice. :( The sweet delivery guy said, "I would have bought you the chair you wanted." Bless his heart. :)
So, 2nd choice chair is here and it really is comfortable....but it's not orange. TBH, the first choice chair had an about-the-same comfort level, I just wanted it because ORANGE. Segue into a conversation we had about my favorite color last week. I was getting stuff ready for school, stacking and organizing and noticed that I have a LOT of green things. Not normal green, but bright, verdant, limey green things. I paused and said, "Hey, you know how I say blue is my favorite color? I don't think it is! Look at all the green stuff I have!" It was this total WOAH moment where I became aware of something about myself I didn't know! So cool! The family, of course, was all "well, yeah, we know it's green" which irritated me slightly because I like to think I know the most about myself and these epiphanonic (so not a word, but don't care) revelations should be met with awe by everyone who knows me.
OK, so chair is here and we'll be spending part of the day moving and adjusting and figuring out where things go, and if I play things correctly, I can get that + my school work done today and have tomorrow and Monday to screw the hell off. Yay three day weekend! =D Next week is actually WEIRD as far as school goes. Actually, the rest of January is weird.
Next week: Monday off; out of class for preparing for a training (I am a trainer of teachers, yo!) on Tuesday; out of class on Wednesday for an all day training.
Week following: out of class M,T,W for a conference in Riverside. While I learn about STEM stuff, Mister and kid will go to Disneyland, Universal, etc. We're actually going down on Saturday so I get a weekend at Disney. :) That same week, I'm giving a big test on Th/F so I don't need to teach, just babysit. Sigh.
Week after that I'm off Monday for a doctor's appointment that is at a really weird time so I need to take the whole day. Seriously, getting a sub for just a few hours is problematic. Really problematic.
Hopefully I will have more time in February with the kids.
~~
This last week I went to school with a really intense desire to let nothing but positivity be my space. It worked out really well! I even squashed drama by saying, "Nope! No negative stuff! This," and I waved my arms around to show my personal space, "is for nothing but the positive!" The co-worker who was running head-on into the negative stopped and shifted, and we carried on in a much more light-filled place. Hippie shit: I has it.
I have to do this for my own well-being. Being around negative people and letting unwarranted negativity invade my thinking is a detriment to my overall wellbeing. Even though it sometimes has nothing to do, directly or indirectly, with me, I feel myself having a physical response to it. I took the time to observe people and analyze my response and discovered that the ugly is often couched, but it's there.
There's the person who, in any given conversation, will heavily pepper her sentences with "observations" about how horrible this/that/the other is. Which gets me really thinking that the horrible stuff in the world is all there is. And, yeah, no: the horrible exists, but the beautiful and wonderful overwhelm it when you open your eyes and SEE.
There's the person who, in what he writes, will invariably have 75% of his words talk about how horrible he is, how ugly he is, how fat he is, how he can't better at a job, how his girlfriend is not hot but she's all he can get, how he just has to accept who he is and move on. But he doesn't move on. He doesn't accept. And every negative thing he says snakes out tendrils of ugly that make ME start thinking "wow, I'm not gorgeous either!" and "wow, I suck at X, too!" and my mood gets all janky and weird. He's like "I'm not X and that means I suck" and my brain says "I am not X either, I suck!" And, yeah, no: I don't suck.
And then there are the seepers -- not overly negative, but toss out enough to sort of down the mood.
If I could eliminate these people from my life, I would. But I have to adapt enough in my work environment to not incite more ugly unless it's necessary (lol). So, I turn the conversation; I avoid; I redirect; I laugh; I bring the good to counteract the bad. It's amazing how wonderfully it's working. =D
~~~
I started reading "The Circle" the other night and found it utterly insipid in places and heavy handed in others...but it was good enough to finish. My main problem with it was the writing -- soooooo shallow and sooooooo trite. In my mind, I think the author was a hipster who was utterly pleased with himself over seeing, with wry wit and razor sharp perception, where social media will lead us IF WE ARE NOT CAREFUL. Whatever dude, Orwell had you beat on this. I also found nothing likable about the main character, Mae. She was totally punch worthy.
That said, I liked the IDEA of the story. Enough that I got the movie to watch. You know how Hollyweird takes books we love and turns them into movies that are NOTHING LIKE our vision of the novel? I hope they do that to this book.
~~~
My 100 day goal has started slowly, but I will not say I failed. :) I just didn't start as strongly as I had hoped.
Great things: I walked past treats and didn't take them; I limited carbs tremendously; I upped my water from what it was (but still not enough); I ate healthy almost every day.
Areas that need attention: WATER INTAKE; up the exercise - goal for this next week, 10K steps minimum before 3; figure out how to make get-home time less of a "OMFG I WANT TO EAT EVERYTHING" time. That last one is borne of habit, not of hunger, to be honest. Stupid habits.
I'm keeping my eyes open for a bicycle so I can play on the trails here. We live in such a lovely area, I want to take advantage of it more.
OK.
Time to find breakfast then work on school junk. MEH, I say. MEH. *nod*
We bought me a chair for Christmas and because delivery to the mountain always takes forever, it wasn't scheduled for me to get it until today. The guys came. The guys unloaded. I said, "Um, that's not my chair! The chair we ordered is orange and has legs, isn't that low to the ground!" I showed them the picture of what I had ordered on the website. We discussed return options. Then I remembered, hey, didn't the chair we got swivel? This one can't swivel. Then I remembered that Mister wouldn't GET me the chair I really wanted because it was like $600 more than this one even on sale and I had to go with 2nd pick. So, I had to explain to the delivery guys that they really did deliver the chair we had ordered and said I had convinced myself that I got the chair I really wanted instead of the 2nd choice chair. I mentioned that Mister had kiboshed my first choice. :( The sweet delivery guy said, "I would have bought you the chair you wanted." Bless his heart. :)
So, 2nd choice chair is here and it really is comfortable....but it's not orange. TBH, the first choice chair had an about-the-same comfort level, I just wanted it because ORANGE. Segue into a conversation we had about my favorite color last week. I was getting stuff ready for school, stacking and organizing and noticed that I have a LOT of green things. Not normal green, but bright, verdant, limey green things. I paused and said, "Hey, you know how I say blue is my favorite color? I don't think it is! Look at all the green stuff I have!" It was this total WOAH moment where I became aware of something about myself I didn't know! So cool! The family, of course, was all "well, yeah, we know it's green" which irritated me slightly because I like to think I know the most about myself and these epiphanonic (so not a word, but don't care) revelations should be met with awe by everyone who knows me.
OK, so chair is here and we'll be spending part of the day moving and adjusting and figuring out where things go, and if I play things correctly, I can get that + my school work done today and have tomorrow and Monday to screw the hell off. Yay three day weekend! =D Next week is actually WEIRD as far as school goes. Actually, the rest of January is weird.
Next week: Monday off; out of class for preparing for a training (I am a trainer of teachers, yo!) on Tuesday; out of class on Wednesday for an all day training.
Week following: out of class M,T,W for a conference in Riverside. While I learn about STEM stuff, Mister and kid will go to Disneyland, Universal, etc. We're actually going down on Saturday so I get a weekend at Disney. :) That same week, I'm giving a big test on Th/F so I don't need to teach, just babysit. Sigh.
Week after that I'm off Monday for a doctor's appointment that is at a really weird time so I need to take the whole day. Seriously, getting a sub for just a few hours is problematic. Really problematic.
Hopefully I will have more time in February with the kids.
~~
This last week I went to school with a really intense desire to let nothing but positivity be my space. It worked out really well! I even squashed drama by saying, "Nope! No negative stuff! This," and I waved my arms around to show my personal space, "is for nothing but the positive!" The co-worker who was running head-on into the negative stopped and shifted, and we carried on in a much more light-filled place. Hippie shit: I has it.
I have to do this for my own well-being. Being around negative people and letting unwarranted negativity invade my thinking is a detriment to my overall wellbeing. Even though it sometimes has nothing to do, directly or indirectly, with me, I feel myself having a physical response to it. I took the time to observe people and analyze my response and discovered that the ugly is often couched, but it's there.
There's the person who, in any given conversation, will heavily pepper her sentences with "observations" about how horrible this/that/the other is. Which gets me really thinking that the horrible stuff in the world is all there is. And, yeah, no: the horrible exists, but the beautiful and wonderful overwhelm it when you open your eyes and SEE.
There's the person who, in what he writes, will invariably have 75% of his words talk about how horrible he is, how ugly he is, how fat he is, how he can't better at a job, how his girlfriend is not hot but she's all he can get, how he just has to accept who he is and move on. But he doesn't move on. He doesn't accept. And every negative thing he says snakes out tendrils of ugly that make ME start thinking "wow, I'm not gorgeous either!" and "wow, I suck at X, too!" and my mood gets all janky and weird. He's like "I'm not X and that means I suck" and my brain says "I am not X either, I suck!" And, yeah, no: I don't suck.
And then there are the seepers -- not overly negative, but toss out enough to sort of down the mood.
If I could eliminate these people from my life, I would. But I have to adapt enough in my work environment to not incite more ugly unless it's necessary (lol). So, I turn the conversation; I avoid; I redirect; I laugh; I bring the good to counteract the bad. It's amazing how wonderfully it's working. =D
~~~
I started reading "The Circle" the other night and found it utterly insipid in places and heavy handed in others...but it was good enough to finish. My main problem with it was the writing -- soooooo shallow and sooooooo trite. In my mind, I think the author was a hipster who was utterly pleased with himself over seeing, with wry wit and razor sharp perception, where social media will lead us IF WE ARE NOT CAREFUL. Whatever dude, Orwell had you beat on this. I also found nothing likable about the main character, Mae. She was totally punch worthy.
That said, I liked the IDEA of the story. Enough that I got the movie to watch. You know how Hollyweird takes books we love and turns them into movies that are NOTHING LIKE our vision of the novel? I hope they do that to this book.
~~~
My 100 day goal has started slowly, but I will not say I failed. :) I just didn't start as strongly as I had hoped.
Great things: I walked past treats and didn't take them; I limited carbs tremendously; I upped my water from what it was (but still not enough); I ate healthy almost every day.
Areas that need attention: WATER INTAKE; up the exercise - goal for this next week, 10K steps minimum before 3; figure out how to make get-home time less of a "OMFG I WANT TO EAT EVERYTHING" time. That last one is borne of habit, not of hunger, to be honest. Stupid habits.
I'm keeping my eyes open for a bicycle so I can play on the trails here. We live in such a lovely area, I want to take advantage of it more.
OK.
Time to find breakfast then work on school junk. MEH, I say. MEH. *nod*
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Date: 2018-01-13 08:00 pm (UTC)Go Team You!
I have a similar chair experience ...
And yeah, You can't eliminate the negative people but you can set limits!
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Date: 2018-01-14 05:51 am (UTC)