A lot of my posts for the #julyproject have been a bit deep. I thought it would be fun to do a post of some of my favorite things.
My favorite movies (because who can have only 1 favorite movie):
- Ever After
- Some Kind of Wonderful
There are many movies that I can watch over and over and over and over again.
My favorite author:
I have a very hard time stating which book is my favorite. Rose Madder is one of the top ones on the list. As is On Writing. The interesting thing is that Stephen King was recently asked in an interview which book he wished he could “unpublish” and he mentioned Rose Madder. That bummed me out a bit. I think that Rose Madder was never a commercial success, but the people that identify with the characters in the book identify with it *very* strongly.
My favorite TV shows:
- The Big Bang Theory (one of the few sitcoms I watch)
- Mad Men
- Downton Abbey
- So many other British shows – Sherlock, Doctor Who, etc.
Some other things I love:
- Historical fiction
- Watching shows on BookTV
- Real-life crime shows like Cops, The First 48
- Sports, especially some of the sports that aren’t your typical viewing here in the U.S.
Last night, I was putting together some answers on a questionnaire about why I participated with the Good Misfits to help build a windmill in Gambella.
While I was answering the questions, the words of David Baeza and Srinivas Rao kept popping in my head:
- “You are one of a kind”
- “Everyone has a microphone”
- “You have to put your unique stamp on things”
- “Handcrafted does not scale”
- “Explore outside your boundaries”
These are things that made me believe that what I do with my crochet projects is art.
When I was younger, I don’t feel like I had much of a connection to my family history. I grew up around a lot of people that were of “pioneer stock”, and I always felt a bit on the outside.
Over the years, I’ve become a bit of a collector of things from the family that are important.
One of my most treasured possessions is a bracelet that was given to my great aunt Millie by her husband on their wedding day. I knew my aunt Millie mostly as someone we would see around the holidays, but I didn’t know her past all that well. By the time I was ready to ask the questions, she was unavailable to answer them. I wish I had the opportunity to talk to her about her marriage, what life was like for her growing up or what it was like to have a “special needs” child.
I’m also really grateful to have other things — like photos my grandfather took when my mother, aunt and uncle were young. I also have a great collection of items that my grandmother had during World War II.
I also have a fabulous collection of older photos of relatives. The only unfortunate part of the albums I have with the really old photos is that no one over the years took the time to write down who the people were.
One of the reasons why I’m writing this blog is because these are the stories that I hope someone wants to know about me in the future. What is it like to be single at 40? What are my thoughts now about what my life was like when I was younger?
It’s funny how you aren’t able to see things literally until you write them down.
I wrote a post last night about how I’ve had a hard time finding things to do to help me relax.
Literally 15 minutes later, I walked into one of the rooms in my townhouse and saw a book that I bought at Christmas to read that I haven’t read past the introduction.
Growing up, I used to spend my life with a nose in a book. If something were written down, I was trying to read it. I would read the sides of cereal boxes at breakfast because they were there to read.
I used to check out multiple library books at a time. There was one summer where I spent nearly every day at the library reading books because I had lost my library card. I used to hide books on the wrong shelves so they would be there the next day when I got back.
I think in addition to the other daily goals and tasks that I’ve set to do, I need to add some daily leisure reading to the list.
One of the things I struggle with is finding ways to relax — especially after difficult days like Friday. I have a hard time turning off “work brain” and letting myself have work / life balance.
A big reason I moved to Tennessee is help create some of that balance. Yesterday, I was able to go to my nephew’s baseball game and mostly enjoy it. I was already in an anxious mood, and thankfully a lot of people showed up to cheer on the team. The crowd caused me to a bit more anxious and at one point mid-game, I had to go be off by myself for a bit.
One of my other challenges yesterday is that I didn’t want to “eat my feelings”. I am a stress eater, and I didn’t want to compound my feelings of inadequacy from yesterday by “feeding it with food.”
Doing crochet projects is usually something I find relaxing. Unfortunately right now with my wrist having troubles, I can’t crochet without major pain. My chiropractor is doing great things to help fix my wrist, so hopefully it will be better soon.
One of the other things I really enjoy are long car drives and exploring new places. It’s not great for the environment, but it’s good for my brain.
I need to find new things to add to my life to help me relax …
Today’s blog post was supposed to be about the Start Experience (#startexp) and punching my fears in the face.
And, then I made a mistake at work.
Making mistakes that impact my clients are one of my biggest fears. For some of the work I do, mistakes can be easily corrected. Unfortunately, once you hit send on an email a mistake is near impossible to take back and correct.
Throughout the afternoon and evening, I’ve been trying not to beat myself up too badly about the error and also trying to find ways to help prevent similar mistakes in the future. The good news is that I rarely make the same mistake twice and this mistake and the steps that led up to it is something I will be on guard for even more in the future.
Dealing with my mistakes and the emotions around the mistake have taken a lot out of me.