I am a goal oriented person.....if it's not one thing to be done by the end of the week, it's another. This is all well and good apart from the fact that I am also perpetually bad at getting things done. This leads for personal turmoil like none other. I vowed to have mad abs in 2008. A fluctuation of 15 lbs later, I am barely on the brink. I told myself by the end of summer I would be able to run 7 miles. I succesfully ran three yesterday. I have told myself repeatedly I am going to paint more, design better and work on my short story- yeah none of those things have happened. I am however, good at un important personal challenges. Allow me to indugle.
I have vowed to several personal things. One is that I will be a "patient" driver. I am the driver that has this inherent draw towards feeling the need to correct bad drivers- if you dare go 5 under you will regret your slow ways once I pull just a few feet too close to your tail. If you desire to go 10 over, well buddy- I am already going 5 over and I am just going to slow down to 5 under because you can't expect me to get a speeding ticket for you. Yeah I know, it's pathetic. Pathetic mostly, that I allow the driving habits of total strangers to affect my momentary mood- and control my actions.
So far, I have forced any thoughts of forced correction out of my head. If I start to silently cuss out the senile old driver in front of me, I begin to sing along to the song blaring out of my stereo (probably an equally bad choice).
But it's part of becoming Christ like. Part of growing in God- you change stupid habits. Little and big.
I have vowed to several personal things. One is that I will be a "patient" driver. I am the driver that has this inherent draw towards feeling the need to correct bad drivers- if you dare go 5 under you will regret your slow ways once I pull just a few feet too close to your tail. If you desire to go 10 over, well buddy- I am already going 5 over and I am just going to slow down to 5 under because you can't expect me to get a speeding ticket for you. Yeah I know, it's pathetic. Pathetic mostly, that I allow the driving habits of total strangers to affect my momentary mood- and control my actions.
So far, I have forced any thoughts of forced correction out of my head. If I start to silently cuss out the senile old driver in front of me, I begin to sing along to the song blaring out of my stereo (probably an equally bad choice).
But it's part of becoming Christ like. Part of growing in God- you change stupid habits. Little and big.
