1) Cleaning up dog poop from your front yard when you don’t own a damn dog.
2) Paying for dental work when you can’t see inside your own mouth and that blurry black and white photo they showed you could have been abstract art.
3) Paying taxes for last year because apparently you are privileged to be middle class, but don’t feel very privileged or middle of anything.
4) Explaining why the tooth fairy forgot this time.
5) Having an hour long political debate because you were stupid enough to make an offhand statement on current events as an icebreaker.
6) Going to eat pho with your non Asian friend and finally explaining after the hundredth question that you actually aren’t Vietnamese and don’t know what all the stuff in the bowl is. It just tastes good.
7) Explaining your job to someone that assumes they already know your job. Yes I was in the Air Force, no I didn’t fly planes. Yes I work in IT, no I can’t fix your motherboard.
8) Going in for an endoscopy and finding out it’s actually a colonoscopy.
9) Doing End of the Year reviews and then having to do first quarter reviews and expectations literally two weeks later.
10) Helping someone troubleshoot their cell phone issues when they start the conversation with “your people didn’t make this one very well.”
The thing about it is you never know what the next year will bring.
12 years ago I was on my computer trying to create an algorithm to figure out the powerball numbers for the coming week. I was sure that was the only path to success because the path I was on seemed to be only downhill.
At 28 years old I was working at Wendy’s, my first job in the fast food industry. I walked to my job each morning because my car had been taken. I’d like to say it was the lowest point I’d been at, but the truth is I’d been lower. I’d come to realize that life doesn’t have a lowest point or even a highest. It’s life and life can be a fickle termagant.
Everyone talks about The Big Break, the moment it all turned around. In truth, for the normal human, there’s not a single turn because life is a crazy road that winds its way until the next day.
I believe in the next day, just like I believe in the next year. Sure I still play powerball, a guy can dream about winning the lottery right? But golden paths were made for dreams and life isn’t a dream.
In the rental there was one thing I absolutely loved in her home. She had these giant crystal chandeliers that made a huge statement when you walked in. I loved seeing the sunrise and sunset hit them like a disco ball and had to have some.
What I didn’t realize until opening the big boxes was that I would have to manually put the lights together! I ended up having to redo one ring of crystals and needless to say the whole process was painfully slow. I’m very proud of them though! They turned out perfect and only took me about three hours per freaking chandelier…
I mean if you pay that kinda money you’d think they’d come put together and not be an IKEA sized project!
In my 7 years of running this blog I have traveled the world and never lifted a foot. I’ve visited countries I’ll probably never see, spoken to people I’ll never meet and will never touch, but I hope I’ve touched them somehow.
We live in a remarkable time when we don’t require a contract and loads of money to bind our words and have them seen by others. You can be seen and more importantly heard, if that’s truly your desire.
You don’t need to spend money on a wordpress class on gathering an audience.
You don’t need to study graphs and figure out when your “peak time” is to post. There’s always someone awake and even those that don’t speak your language can read your language in this amazing age.
I’ll admit I get some amusement over these new emails from the overlords asking for eager new bloggers to pay them for their courses on blogging. Teaching the very lessons that at one time some of us were vilified for. I suppose if the silver is right anything can be overlooked.
I view the blogosphere like a street.
And on that street you have real people, not links to click on or avatars to smile at.
Moving fingers with moving stories, index fingers with snapping photos. Everything in the world in my small world of view. I love it.
It’s the true bloggers that keep blogging simple and pure. Maybe we won’t be famous. Fame is for the fortunate and unfortunately most blogs will never be seen.