List posts are for lazy bloggers. They are what you go to when you don’t have anything else in the tank or are in need of linkbait.
There is nothing easier than writing a post called 500 Bloggers You Love To Hate or 983 Ways to Say Snow. Of course I must mention that we run a double standard here so any time I run a list post it is the most awesome thing you have ever read, or at least the best thing you are reading at the moment you are reading it.
In the interest of being fair and somewhat balanced I need to say that some list posts aren’t bad. There are those that have merit but I am not kidding when I say that most of them make me think that someone has taken the easy way out.
Confession time: Sometimes it is ok to take the easy way out. Now I know that goes against the grain and isn’t the advice that many give but it works for me and that is all I need. Does that sound selfish to you? Well, that is ok too because sometimes it is important to be selfish. Sometimes the most important thing you can do is be selfish.
Here is what I mean by that. If you are among the 17 long time readers you know that I am in the midst of not one, not two but 1,987,839 major changes in my life. I have broad shoulders, literally and figuratively and am capable of dancing in the fire for extended periods of time. But that doesn’t mean that I don’t feel my feet burning or that the stress has been good for my hairline.
For the sake of my family I find ways to take time for me. It is part of why I play basketball twice a week and why I try to exercise daily. My selfishness in taking that time for me means that when I am with my family I am present, or close to it.
That is not always easy for me. My mind races a mile a minute and I often have multiple things going on inside my head. But when my children want to talk to me I want them to see that I am focused upon them and not off somewhere else.
Because so many of these changes are happening so quickly it has been even harder for me to focus. Sometimes when they talk to me about their day I am trying to figure out if we can keep them at their school for another year or if this is their last rodeo.
Life is Much More Complicated Than I Thought It Would Be
Today I grabbed lunch with a dear friend. Midway through lunch I realized that this year will mark 30 years of friendship. I told him that since it was our 30th anniversary lunch is on him and he said that he wouldn’t mind buying unless I put out.
I said that I would be happy to put out but that if we go that route I insist on being Ernie. Well, he didn’t like the idea of being Bert so he refused.
The end result was that I had to pay for my lunch, which is perfectly fine with me. I told him that I loved him but that I’d rather lick a cactus than kiss him. Don’t bother asking how or why we engaged in such a ridiculous discussion cause we can’t tell you.
Hell if it wasn’t for me we’d still be sitting at Zankou Chicken waiting for Godot. That bastard owes me money, but I digress.
Anyhoo, I asked my friend to think about high school for a moment because I wanted to know if he ever pictured life being like this. He said no and I said that I never could have guessed that it would go this way either.
In 1985 we were doing donuts in the quad and trying to figure out how to get lucky with a couple of girls. A thousand years later we laugh about the day we did donuts in the quad and compare notes on how to keep the boys from getting lucky with our daughters.
There Comes A Revolution
We both agreed that we’ll ride out the storms and come out the other side a bit older but just fine. The reason it is going to happen that way is because we are going to make it happen. One of the benefits of life experience is that you learn that Kenny Rogers was right. “You have got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold em, know when to walk away and know when to run.”
You see that is my insouciant attitude coming out. That is the stubborn Taurus laughing at the mud that is being flung at me. I get through things because I believe I will. Attitude makes such a big difference. Sometimes mine sucks. I have my dark side and moments where the demons break free and we run with the moon but those aren’t the rule they are the exception.