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Diatribe of an Introvert (Ponderous Pondering)

Diatribe of an Introvert (Ponderous Pondering)

Since yesterday, I’ve been singing “I’m An Introvert And I’m Okay” (in my mind). It’s a catchy little tune that has stuck to the walls of my noggin and resonates throughout every corner of my mind.

Honestly, I was truly astounded by some of the emails I received. People telling me that they, too, are introverts in an extroverted world. So while Dyslexics can “Untie” we, Introverts, can Unite separately.

There’s nothing wrong about being quiet and thoughtful. It’s usually a good idea to think BEFORE you speak (it helps one cut down on the amount of crow they have to eat later). Introverts are thinkers. We are ponderers. We are observers. We are unobtrusive. We are quiet (usually). But never underestimate an Introvert. As my Grandfather used to always tell me, if there’s going to be a fight, watch out for the quiet one.

Being an Introvert does seem to have a few drawbacks in that people sometimes think that, because we are quiet, that we don’t care or are cold-hearted, or even apathetic. Quite the opposite is true. We do feel, we do understand, and just below the surface is a raging storm of feelings we aren’t sure how to let out. We feel comfortable in our shell and letting feelings out is very uncomfortable. We do make good listeners though. We are like sponges sometimes, soaking up everything within range (which can be completely exhausting too, btw).

Please understand, I’m not and will never say, being extroverted is wrong, just as being introverted is not wrong. It’s how we are wired. For me, being an introvert during the high school years was absolute torture. As if being the “quiet one” wasn’t enough, add in acne, body changes, and an obnoxious elder sibling who took great delight in the fact of being an extrovert, and you have a completely miserable introvert. Because of being constantly told that I was “creepy,” “heartless,” “zombie-ish,” “stupid,” and the like, created in my mind a cloud of despair. Let’s face it, if you tell someone something enough they will begin to believe it (look at the advertisers who tell you that without their product you are doomed to look old and aged).

Introverts may be weird or odd or unique or just quiet and thoughtful. But the fact is, we are who we are!

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Hail Rule of Thumb!


Why do we call it a “rule of thumb”? Some might call them Nuggets of Wisdom, but they are more commonsense than anything. Then again, since common sense seems to have very little to do with our daily lives, wisdom would be justifiably accurate.

* When using a hammer, keep your fingers out of the way. The larger and heavier the hammer, the more this applies. If possible, get someone else to hold the nail.

* If it is steaming, chances are it is hot! Handle with care and ingest with caution.

* No matter how it’s prepared, asparagas is evil!

* If something smells bad, it has either spoiled, soiled, or died.

* If it can kill you, do not antagonize it.

* Umbrellas do not make good parachutes.

* If you jump or fall or are pushed. You WILL reach the bottom at some point. Learn how to land to make the injuries minimal.

* Roots grow slowly, but eventually, if left alone, they will destroy your home.

* Do not ask questions you do not want answered.

* If your hands are full and you are in a hurry, you will encounter many obstacles.

* Unless the world actually does revolve around you, the world is not against you.

* If you shine your light in someone else’s dark places, that means you are a burglar. Prepare to get shot.

* Older people have lived longer than you because they aren’t stupid, they learned a few rhings along the way. Listen to them.

* If you think no one saw you do it, surprise, you’re wrong!

* The road may be bumpy but, as long as you are still breathing, buckle up because the ride ain’t over.

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Ummmmmmm……..Uhhhhhhhhhhh……..

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There was a time when I once used the excuse, ‘I forgot’ to get out of trouble because I didn’t do something (like chores or homework). The fact of the matter is that, at that time, I actually didn’t forget (I can tell you’re stunned), it was that I simply didn’t wish to do those particular things.

That was then. Back then I could remember details down to the pattern of someone’s clothing without so much as a sniff of effort. I could recall, verbatim, the dialogue of a movie I enjoyed, and could quote passages from books that I had the pleasure of reading.

That was then.  Remember being told not to make that face because one day it will stick like that? Apparently it also works for memory. I dipped once too often into the pool of ‘I forgot.’ For, you see, now I have discovered that if I wish to remember something, I must write it down. And even then, writing it down does little good if I forget where I wrote it down.

More than once, I have had to call my cellphone in an attempt to remember where I put it.  It has become not uncommon for me to put things where I “won’t lose them” only to forget that: a)  I had something I wasn’t supposed to forget; and b) where it was I put them.

Have I reached the point in my life where I am beginning to lose the few functional braincells I have left? Am I doomed to roam the rest of my life with a bag around my neck full of the things I need to remember? Does this mean I will begin to repeat myself because I can’t remember if I have said it? Is there such a thing as a reset button for my brain to reboot it back into safe mode?

Yesterday I had a mental list of specific items I needed to pick up from the grocer/pharmacy (my heart meds being among them). I remembered the list perfectly, reciting it all the way to the store and all the way across the parking lot. But the moment I stepped inside, I couldn’t even remember my name, much less what I came for.  I must have had a befuddled look on my face, because the pharmacist I’ve been dealing with for years happened by and asked if I wanted to pick up my meds. No bell went off, I just numbly followed and got my meds and eventually wandered back out to the car. Upon arriving home, my list magically re-entered my mind.

Age, thou art a heartless witch!

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Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds

Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds

For some reason, when I was goofing around with GIMP, this song came to mind.

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Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy!

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“I just want to be happy.” Let’s face it, we’ve all heard it and we have most likely said it. Happiness is something we pursue with every fiber of our being. But what if I were to tell you that happiness is a state of mind, not a state of accumulation? Would you think me to have gone completely mad?

Nay, I assure you that this has been pondered and contemplated thoroughly and a secret has revealed itself. Happiness does not come from outside influences. Now, outside influences trigger feelings which enhance the happy state of being, but they do not, in and of themselves, cause our happiness.

If you find yourself unhappy, change what you can (thought processes are a good place to start), either accept or ignore what you cannot change, and keep moving forward. Why? There are some things that are within our power to alter. We can change jobs, for example. We can also change locations. We can also change our perception. We can change our “friends” or we can choose to avoid this who try to bring us down.

There are some things we cannot change, like what others think about us, what the company will do with our position, the overall economy, how other people feel and even the weather.  Let me ask you, stressing over things we cannot change helps how? Okay, it burns up time and lots of energy. But does stressing make it better? Probably not. In fact, it probably makes it worse for you and thoe around you. So why stress over the things you cannot control?

Happiness is a journey, not a destination.

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Stand Out

Stand Out

Blend in and go with the crowd or stand out and make a difference. You’re choice.

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“What Do I Do With My Life?”

One of the questions I hear fairly often is, “What am I supposed to do with the rest of my life?”  Let’s think about that for a moment. What ARE we to do with the rest of our lives? Shoukd we seek fame? Should we work endless hours so we can be wealthy, but too exhausted to enjoy it? Should we toss it all aside and try doing nothing?

For the rest of your life, what should you do?  My question to such enquirers is simple….what are you passionate about?  Here’s why I ask that, we are, by nature, fickle beasts. Our feelings change on breath; our desires change on an impulse (which is why I try to take a list with me to the grocer. Impulse shopping leads to spending more money than you planned on things you didn’t plan). Some change relationships about as often as they change socks.

Thus I must offer what tidbit of wise nuggets as will fall from my brain when I shake my head. When asked “What am I to do with the rest of my life?” My initial response is “keep breathing.” While that may sound idiotic, it isn’t as stupid as your rolling eyes and derisive snort indicate. Breathing keeps us busy while our brain sorts through the implications. If you don’t believe me, wrap your head in a plastic bag and seal it off at the neck until you answer the question posed.

You see, the answer to the question is not something anyone can give you. Why? Because it is YOUR life, like it or not. You were the one given this life. If I tell you what to do with yours, then you will miss out on so much potential. Now I don’t advocate mooching for years off someone else while you “find yourself” either.  The odd part about living your own life is that you can plan for the future, but you must be flexible enough to deal with detours. If you carve your life plan in stone, you are most likely going to spend a lot of time being frustrated and angry.

“All we have to do is decide what to do with the time that is given us” – J.R.R. Tolkein.  These are decisions we make breath by breath as we live.

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Thinking In The Rain

Coffee In The Rain

There is little that puts me more into a contemplative mood than drinking coffee in the quiet while listening to the rain outside.

Sadly, I know the quiet will not last. People have a way of disliking quiet and simply MUST bring noise. I don’t understand those who seem to want to make noise just to make noise.

So I enjoy the quiet while I can.

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And Don’t Call Me Shirley!

Today was one of “those” days where my mind thinks too much and my thoughts are far to scattered to make much sense, but here goes anyway.  Permit me to preface this entry by telling you that I had bloodwork done this morning which means I started my day coffee-less and can’t seem to get the caffeine to catch up with the requirements of the day.

 

Having said that, a point was proven again today that I had heard in my youth.  Youth…that time in your life when anyone over 21 was “old” and had no idea what they were talking about.  That’s when I had been told that Little Courtesies Mean A Lot. At the time, I thought the person who told me that was one brain cell away from a complete breakdown, but now I know I was wrong.

 

It’s true, little courtesies mean quite a lot.  Allow me to elaborate. Go ahead and get a beverage.  Perhaps a snack while you’re up.  I can wait.

 Waiting

 

We seem to take courtesy for granted or consider it to be antiquated (much like the code of chivalry, speaking in whole words, and surrendering our seat for a lady).  But this morning, after the vampyr took her portion (I don’t give blood, they have to take it from me), I stopped at Starbucks for a jolt of java which my blood seemed to be lacking.  Yes, I realize that Starbucks is not the best choice for coffee, but it was on my way and I was desperate.  While waiting for the barista to brew my selection, I noticed a rather well-known individual on his cellphone while attempting to put one of those cardboard sleeve thingies on his hot coffee without uttering vile things that might have offended his customer.  Since I had the time, I took one of the cardboard sleeves and slipped it on his cup.

 

He continued his conversation and walked away, at which point, my mind was thinking “Well….that’s rather rude!” and other similar reflections.  The barista called my name, handed me my cup, and I thanked her profusely (hey, it’s the first caffeine I had been able to have since yesterday, so “profusely” was, in my mind, well deserved).  When I exited and headed for my car, someone tapped me on the shoulder.  I turned and saw the cell phone talker standing there in his expensive suit and accoutrements of status and said, “Hi. How may I help you?”  Mr. Cellphone shook my hand and thanked me for helping him with his coffee.  He didn’t have to do that, but that act of courtesy made my day.

The small acts of courtesy truly do make a difference!

What does this entry title have to do with this post? Absolutely nothing. Just keeping you on your toes.  ;)

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Alphabets and Arrogance

I trust you will pardon me should I offend with my viewpoint.  Oh FORGET THAT! They are MY viewpoints, after all, and if they offend, feel free to move along.

I happened to encounter a person or several, through the course of my life, who I would say qualified, in my humble opinion, as the Arrogant South End of a North Bound Donkey.  It’s not because of the REALLY bad comb overs (that fool NO ONE, by the way), or the fact that they chose to wear a suit and tie to places no suit and tie would want to go.  Not even because they demanded, required, and expected nothing less than complete obedience to their every utterance.  Rather what qualifies these particular persons to my list of Arrogance is their complete abuse of the alphabet and abbreviations!

One in particular not only insisted his family refer to him as “Pastor,” but he would call himself as “Pastor” when speaking with EVERYONE. And this person thoroughly enjoyed listing his degrees on everything from business cards to emails to business letters.  Please don’t get me wrong, I am not opposed to people’s professional calling nor will I begrudge their education.  It all has to do with ATTITUDE. 

I have several degrees, titles, certifications, and a few awards, but you won’t find me listing them.  Why? Because degrees don’t impress me…PEOPLE impress me!  I don’t care if you have the finest medical mind in the universe, if you have the bedside manner of a jackass, you won’t be touching me much less peeking inside me.  You knowledge of law is irrelevant to me if you wish to treat me as though I am a complete dunderhead (which in legal matters I am, but that’s another point).

Is it REALLY so impressive to have a bunch of abbreviations after your name and/or titles before your name?  Or is it the person you are that is most memorable?

Here’s how I saw one person identify herself on her business card, letterhead, and all printed and electronic materials: “The Rt. Rev. Dr. Marialyse Montague Smythenhauser, B.A., B.S., M.A., M.Min., M.Th., M.S., M.S.W., L.M.S.W., Ph.d., Th.d., P.Sc.” I was advised to change the actual name for legal reasons, but the list of titles and degrees are direct copy.  Such a list tells me one of two things: 1. This person is older than dirt.  2. They had a lot of money and a lot of time to get such an educational list.

But if you think about it, what good does it do to have such an abbreviated alphabet? Who, besides you, do you think it will impress? Just sayin’.

pompous

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