The older I get the less enthusiastic I become about Christmas as a whole but the one thing I do still like are Christmas lights. They will still always bring about the child in me. Unfortunately the over the top trend of inflatable displays and light projectors don’t have the same effect on me. I like a good old hodgepodge display of mismatched lights or an attempt of clever that goes astray. Those make me happy. Me, I go simple old school retro.
I was sitting at a dinner party on Saturday night when the conversation took a turn towards politics. It didn’t take long to realize that their was one individual on the other side of the landscape as everyone else. At this point someone should have just stopped the conversation.
I don’t mind debating a topic but when it’s blatantly obvious that no one wants to hear the other sides argument then you’re locked in a stalemate and you’re just arguing. That isn’t conversation nor is it enjoyable so really what’s the point?
I decided the best course of action for myself was to leave the table and it worked out much nicer for me at the time but it still bothers me.
As a society we are really poor communicators and I will lump myself into that mix even though it has been something I’ve been working on for the past five years or so. It’s no wonder we can all be so divided when everyone wants to be right.
Even when I somewhat agreed with my “opposition” it didn’t feel like we reached any sort of middle ground. Somewhat agreeing wasn’t good enough – it had to be all or nothing.
So the next time you find yourself in a scenario like this either try to understand where the other person is coming from even if you don’t agree or politely remove yourself. Wouldn’t you rather spend time on doing or talking about something you actually like?
For years I have annoyed my wife by complaining about “The Walking Dead” but this week that came to an end. Not the annoying my wife about complaining part – just “The Walking Dead” part. I’ve finally did what I’ve wanted to do for quite some time and made the decision to stop watching. I didn’t want to give up because I felt like I had invested so much time into the series but I realized that was a metaphor for so many things in life. Jobs, friendships, relationships, hobbies, television; how often to we stick around longer than we really want to solely because we’ve invested so much into it. Sometimes it gets to the point when you need to cut your losses and move on.
I decided that for 2019 I was going to put a focus on education. I don’t have time to go to a physical class so instead I did online training. Some of it was good, some of it not as much. I did learn something during each class. In the end I took classes covering Graphic Design, Music, Smartphone Photography, Nutrition, Social Media Marketing, Leadership & Management and Cheese. In total I spent over 200 hours this year in training. It was very time consuming and some of my other endeavors (like writing) suffered for it. I’m glad I did it but I’m done for the year (with the exception of a Brisket Master Class next weekend) and I’m going to get back to doing other things.
2020 I have plans for other education but that won’t start until mid-January. I think I deserve a bit of a break as I may have hit capacity on information retention.
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Tagged Education, Life, Time
I was off from my full time job last week and spent a few days working at a cheese shop and a few days doing the whole Thanksgiving thing and a few days just socializing. While that’s all enjoyable I do like a structured routine thatI can adhere to. I went back to work today and not only was battling a bit of a cold but also faced going in short staffed and needing to cover right off that bat. Usually I would find this irritating but I kind of threw my back into the deep end and enabled me to get my routine back quickly. I would prefer a different routine that focused around less commuting and more art but for now I’ll take what I can get.
I talk a lot about consistency but it’s only talk if you don’t practice it.
Sometimes when I’m not working I like to pretend I’m a cheese monger.
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Tagged Cheese, Life, Work