Today, it is the "I have nothing of value to say at the moment" thing which almost made me pass over, but I decided that maybe if I started writing something I'd find something to say. At the very least it's a real accomplishment for me to post twice in 1 month, so hooray for that.
Gotta say, I'm kind of surprised that my last post netted me exactly zero new followers. With the hashtag #TFiOS (The Fault in Our Stars, if you're not hip to the lingo) being all trendy right now, and with my insiders scoop of principal photography of Hazel's house due to it being ACROSS THE STREET, swarms of nerdfighters (the official term for fans of John Green's work - which is a pretty awesome moniker, if I do say so myself) would read my blog and follow it, demanding more from the mysterious Spackle. But alas, it was not meant to be.
Gotta say, things are looking up lately. Not that they were looking down before, but they had kind of flatlined in that irritating way that things have of doing when you'd prefer to be on a frighteningly fast upward trajectory instead of a frighteningly fast sidways one. I actually corrected my dad earlier when he said that I had a lot of stuff "going well". I have a lot of stuff "going" and it's far too soon to tell what will happen, but the positive thing here that has me feeling generally good is that there is a lot of potential for things to go well. Any number of projects could shake loose and get big in a hurry, and if I play my cards right at least one of them will in the not-too-distant future. More on that as it happens.
In case you were wondering, I've decided that I'm going to make a concerted effort to not let the crazies and knuckleheads that my life is awash in stress me out. Cause really, what's the point of that, right? I mean, there is literally no escape from dealing with people like that, because they're all over the place, so you might as well just take it all in stride. I'm viewing the crazies I'm dealing with now as an education on how to deal with crazies later in life when the stakes are likely to be higher. Because if there is one certainty, there will always be crazies. Even if you were to live on a desert island with no other human for the rest of your life, you yourself would become a crazy. So roll with it, I say. There's nothing profound in that, but I'm already seeing the positive effects of this new philosophy. Things that a year ago ( or even a month ago) would have had me seriously hacked off are now just a momentary problem to deal with before I can let it slide off my back. My stress levels have dropped significantly in the past few days. I'm sure that I'll fall off the bandwagon occasionally, because I get to deal with a rather special set of whackadoos, but it's well worth it to just not let them get to me.
Anway, thanks for being there, Spackleists. It's nice to know that when I need to do a brain dump, you're there with a sympathetic (or at least captive) ear.
Keep calm and carry on.
No comments:
Post a Comment