I've noticed a severe complaining trend in my posts over the last month. My sincere apologies. I hope this is not indicative of my real life conversations. If so, you all have permission to smack me. I will try very hard to focus more on the positive in the upcoming month to balance it out. I don't think of myself as a complaining person most of the time. Some days are worse than others. Maybe it has to do with resistance to learning new skills. About that...
You've seen the movie, right? The Devil Wears Prada? The ultimate "your boss is a (fill-in-the-blank)" movie?
That story was always a puzzlement to me. Why would anyone put up with such abuse? This is America. We don't have slaves anymore.
TT: Actually, we do. Sex trafficking of children and young women is the modern-day slave trade, but that is a post for Old-Fashioned Thoughts, and I won't go into it here.
So this fashion-inept gal goes to work for a horrible woman (yes, she is horrible) and ultimately becomes a fashionista and presumably a success in whatever field she ultimately pursues.
The part I had trouble with was her overcoming of obstacles.
I don't overcome obstacles. Turtles aren't equipped for that sort of thing. We get unbalanced and fall over and die of starvation.
But the movie got me thinking maybe that's my problem. I accept the status quo, the setbacks, and the stone-walling too easily. Maybe I'm supposed to push a little to experience success.
I don't know why I've never thought about this before. I suspect it has to do with success in general coming so easily to me. Forgive the arrogance (as if you're not used to it by now), but most things come easily to me. When they don't, I figure I'm not supposed to have them and walk away.
TT: This may make certain people want to kick my virtual tail. I can't say I blame them. Even I am amazed by my presumptions, and they're mine. I can't imagine how irritating they must be to you Normals out there.
Anyway, I've started pushing a bit. Not a lot, but a bit. At work, while writing, just here and there, making myself do a bit more than normal to see what happens.
I've always been afraid of hard-earned success. What if I push for it, and I don't like it? I'm sort of stuck in the bed I made, you see. Oh well. Maybe I'll luck out and experience no success whatsoever and go back to my old way of doing things.
The up-note for this post is I've cut Elementals' word count to under 7000 words. Huzzah! Thanks to The Bridge (that's you, Grace) and Ocilla's Mommy, I have worked out my proposal formatting issues, and I am within days of submitting to PYP. Calloo-callay!
Oh. I'd like to take a moment to give a shout out to WGR. I go to the trouble of finding a cool nickname for you, then completely fail to work it into a post. My apologies.
Have a great day, dear readers.