My baby sister is a member of Mensa...for those unfamiliar with Mensa...tis for smarties. Those with unusually high IQs (I think like the top 2% IQs of the world) may belong to this group. This I can tell you, you want to learn a thing or two, speak to one of these folks, but don't expect to follow all the logic and intellect of a Mensan.
Just this evening when pondering how many pecks are in bushel, I learned that most weird things come in 20s and 40s...a concept I won't pretend to comprehend...after learning that there are 4 pecks in a bushel, I learned that both 20 and 40 are multiples of and are divisible by 4. This is only one logical life lesson I have learned from the wealth of knowledge that is my baby sister.
Examples of the above concept: fortnight, four score, and my baby sister. (All weird things that come in 40s or 20s.)
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Two Cents...Making Change!
Introspection stinks. I know it is supposed to be mature and sensible to, every now and then, stop and focus on self, but in my world, self looked inward, cringed, threw-up a little in its mouth, and looked back to its outward, wonderfully distracting surroundings. Self went searching, and self ain't buyin'.
Yuck! Is it supposed to be depressing and physically ailing to look inward to evaluate personal areas that are currently lacking, areas that could use a little sprucing up? My discovery isn't new to me; I guess you would call it a re-discovery. I find that I am incredibly opinionated and that I, quite frankly, ALWAYS think I am right. Is this not something I will outgrow? At my age, I am starting to think that I may have to actually face the music, buck up, and consiously work at changing this incredibly annoying trait.
Now, note to self, I do not think these traits weaknesses, but I do think I need to grab ahold of the reigns and gain control of them. I'm sure anyone who knows me even just a little would say...I frequently offer my two cents whether it is welcome or not. And of course, my two cents is genuine mint.
I am hereby challenging myself to begin to conciously "hold my tongue." When the urge to blab my unwanted opinion, thoughts or feelings arises, I'll say nothing. In love, I will tell myself, "You are lovely, sweet and kind...now, SHUT UP! Think what you will, but unless you are offered the opportunity to share...STUFF IT! But...well....if the person is wrong, or is being absolutely foolish, or is an idiot...well, then...fine....LET THEM HAVE IT!"
Oh, it is useless, this will never change...I am who I am. I mean really, if I changed this about me, what would I do to balance out all my good faults?
Yuck! Is it supposed to be depressing and physically ailing to look inward to evaluate personal areas that are currently lacking, areas that could use a little sprucing up? My discovery isn't new to me; I guess you would call it a re-discovery. I find that I am incredibly opinionated and that I, quite frankly, ALWAYS think I am right. Is this not something I will outgrow? At my age, I am starting to think that I may have to actually face the music, buck up, and consiously work at changing this incredibly annoying trait.
Now, note to self, I do not think these traits weaknesses, but I do think I need to grab ahold of the reigns and gain control of them. I'm sure anyone who knows me even just a little would say...I frequently offer my two cents whether it is welcome or not. And of course, my two cents is genuine mint.
I am hereby challenging myself to begin to conciously "hold my tongue." When the urge to blab my unwanted opinion, thoughts or feelings arises, I'll say nothing. In love, I will tell myself, "You are lovely, sweet and kind...now, SHUT UP! Think what you will, but unless you are offered the opportunity to share...STUFF IT! But...well....if the person is wrong, or is being absolutely foolish, or is an idiot...well, then...fine....LET THEM HAVE IT!"
Oh, it is useless, this will never change...I am who I am. I mean really, if I changed this about me, what would I do to balance out all my good faults?
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