Projecting 2011

4 January 2011

So here we are, four days into the new year.  I’m sure that you or someone you know has made some “New Year’s resolutions,” statements on how you’re going to do things differently in 2011.  Maybe you’ve even broken one or more of them already.  Me, I don’t really do those anymore, for two reasons:

  1. My tendency is to constantly make resolutions for myself year-round, so setting aside one time of year for them would just be excessive.
  2. It doesn’t work all that well.

I look back at my resolutions for 2009 and just laugh — what with my son Sean’s Leigh’s disease, my mom’s death and my lack of willpower, none of them lasted to Labor Day.  It’s just like the bit in James 4:13-15 — you can make all the plans you want, but if God has other plans for you, your to-do list is dust in the wind.  So, no N.Y.R.s for this little black duck!

However, I’m not the type who can simply burrow through the days with no measurable long-term goal.  I used to get those from my job(s), but with being Sean’s full-time caregiver/physical therapist/doctor wrangler, that’s simply not in the picture at present.  And you can’t really set personal goals for someone else’s medical recovery, especially when said recovery is as off the charts as Sean’s is (and hopefully will continue to be).  So I realized as 2010 wound down that I needed some projects, some things that could provide goals (however unimportant) to keep the goal-shooting-for part of my personality occupied and out of trouble.

And given the events of the last couple of years, I figured picking them myself was probably the wrong move.  So I needed to talk to God and find out what He wanted me doing.  Only I wasn’t quite prepared for what He had to say …

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There is such a thing as trying too hard

8 July 2009

I finally ran out of deodorant yesterday.

Okay, that non sequitur requires an explanation, doesn’t it?  Several months back, I ran out of my usual deodorant/anti-perspirant in the middle of the week.  Not wanting to immediately rush out to the store and get a new stick if I didn’t have to, I double-checked the supplies in the bathroom to see if I had another one laying around that I’d forgotten.  Turns out I did – a stick of Old Spice Red Zone that I think may have been part of a Christmas package from somebody, but had never been used.  Great, I thought; that saves me a couple of bucks and a little headache.  Waste not, want not, right?  So I’ve been using it since then – with mixed results.

By “mixed results,” though, I don’t mean that the Old Spice Red Zone didn’t work, that it wasn’t strong enough and failed to keep down the smell or the sweat.  No, I had the opposite problem – it worked too well.  It was actually too strong.

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