Lessons from the weeds – have good friends

Categories: Musings, Relationships

If I remember anything about pulling weeds growing up I remember it seeming futile and not enjoying it. Those dandelions were very rude to be growing right in the middle of our lawn like that.

I’ve pulled a lot of weeds in my life. In college I even did it for a job for a summer, my favorite non-career related job actually. Weeds were job security. They would always grow and someone would always need to pull them. I actually don’t mind it any more. It’s refreshing in its low cognitive demand and in the way you can get instant gratification when you look at the area you’ve just cleaned or the pile you just made.

It might seem strange to be talking about pulling weeds since January isn’t even over, but they’re already making their presence known in our yard and I’ll be planting our lettuce soon. As I’ve been pulling weeds the past few years I’ve been doing some thinking. And I’ve realized there is a lot about life that can be learned from pulling weeds.

One lesson is that I don’t worry about making our yard immaculate, I just make sure it looks better than the neighbors’. But it also helps to have neighbors with good yards.

Last summer one of our neighbors kept their yard real clean (well, the bank did because that house had been foreclosed on). And keeping the half of our yard nearest theirs weed free was real easy. There wasn’t as much spill over from their weeds. They didn’t have a lot of weeds that would go to seed and cause problems in our yard. It was real easy. Our neighbors on the other side didn’t do so great with their yard (they’d actually moved and the house was empty while they tried to sell it) and keeping that side of our yard clean was a constant battle.

The people we surround ourselves with can be a lot like that. If we surround ourselves with good uplifting people it makes it a lot easier to live a good, clean, uplifting life. When our friends aren’t planting seeds of self-doubt or misery in our lives it’s easier to keep those feelings out. And it goes both ways. The more uplifting you life your own life the easier it is for the people around you to live a higher standard as well.

I’m not going to move houses just because our neighbors don’t keep their weeds pulled (but don’t be surprised if I go out and pull their weeds). But I can move friends if they aren’t the kind that are making it easy for me to live the type of life I want to live. I want to to be friends with people who have weed free yards (or are regularly out there pulling the weeds in their life, because none of us are perfect). It makes it easier for me to keep the weeds out of my own life.

Where did that come from?

Categories: Random

I frequently wake up with a song stuck in my head. It is generally a song I’ve heard recently on the radio or elsewhere. Rarely do I think anything of it.

But the other morning I awoke with a song stuck in my head and it confused me. Yes, it was a song I knew. But it wasn’t a song I had thought about for more than two decades. What in the world during my sleep had prompted the memory of that song to come jumping out of the recesses of my mind?

I know they say that memories never leave. Our brains have unlimited capacity to hold every single memory we have ever had (and even the ones we make up). The seeming phenomenon of forgetting is actually that we lose the strong connections that tie that particular memory to other memories. In the large card catalog of our brain we’ve lost the particular card associated with that memory, making it hard to find on the shelf.

Which is why I’m so confused that all of a sudden my brain has decided to start singing the song “The Ice Cream Cone” from the beginner piano book John W. Schaum Piano Course: Pre-A – The Green Book. I haven’t thought of or played that song in how many years? Maybe it’s just been too long since I’ve had a real good ice cream cone and my subconscious thinks I need to do something about it.

What is the strangest song that has ever been stuck in your head?

What’s the point?

Categories: Education

I recently had roughly this conversation with a high school student while I was substituting:

Me: How much is she paying you?
High school girl: What?
Me: You’re doing her work, how much is she paying you for it?
High school girl: Nothing.
Me: Then why are you doing it? What do you get out of it?
High school girl: *confused look*
Me: Why are you doing it?
High school girl: It’s just four problems. She already knows how to do them.
Me: That’s not the point.
High school girl: What’s the point?

Honesty. Integrity. That’s the point. Being able to look yourself in the eyes, know who you are, and being at peace with it.

How do you live in the world without integrity? If you can’t even have faith in yourself, in who you are, who are you? If you have no qualms about cheating on one thing, what else will you cheat on? What else do you not have qualms about? Maybe right now there are things that would be on your list of things you won’t do, but that’s a slippery slope you’re on. Will you notice you’re sliding down it?

That’s the point. And I hope she figures it out sooner rather than later.

Just need to choose a font

Categories: Education, Life, Musings

Working on my five-year plan, just need to choose a font.
– Chuck Bartowski

Five years ago today I moved to Tucson with a five-year plan to get a PhD. Turns out it is going to be exactly four months longer than five years. But pretty close.

And now it’s time for a new five-year plan, once I pick the font for it of course. And I’m just a tad stuck this time. For the first time in my life my five-year plan will not include me being a formal student.

My very first five-year plan involved getting ready for kindergarten. That plan worked out real well. Then there was the seven-year plan to get from kindergarten through sixth-grade in elementary school. Then my three-year plan to maneuver through junior high (a longer plan would’ve been disastrous). Graduating with honors from high school was another three-year plan.

College ended up being a six-year plan between not being satisfied with the bare minimum and taking a break for a mission. After graduating from college my plan was teach for two or three years and then go back to school for a Masters for two-years. Which brings me to the five-year plan I’m currently wrapping up.

My plans have always included formal learning. My next plan will definitely include learning in some form, but not the formal kind. So I’m at a bit of a loss actually now. What do I do with my life now? What does my next five-year plan include?

Maybe it’s just that the adventure starts now. Now it’s time for the road less traveled, the paths diverging in the woods, boldly going where I’ve never gone before.

My plans have been great so far. It’s going to be fun to basically make one up from scratch now that it isn’t quite so obvious.

Whatever my plan, you can bet it’s going to have a real snazzy font.

Well Begun is Half Done

Categories: Quilting/Sewing/Knitting/Crafting, Random

Except, that’s as far as I tend to get.

Monday I listed “more completions” as one of the things I would like out of 2013.

I’ve discovered that I seem to have a personality issue that lets me start projects but never finish them. It’s extended from what were just sewing projects (more than I can count, definitely enough to keep me busy for YEARS), to knitting projects and house projects.

Starting a project is exciting. But the last bits of most projects are boring to me. I don’t like weaving ends in on knitting. I don’t like the hand sewing required for the end of quilting projects. And I always assume that a project will take less time than it actually does so I run out of time at the end, getting over half way through with something before I have to go do something else, like sleep.

The past few years I have successfully set the goal to finish more old sewing projects than new ones. It’s worked great. I need to do the same with knitting projects. And since I have some new projects coming down the pipe this year, I really need to get busy on my old projects. I need to keep in mind how great it feels to actually finish something.

Dreams for 2013

Categories: Life, Musings

Ever since my first year teaching at Mount Mahogany Elementary school I’ve set five goals for myself at the start of each year. And I’ve had some great adventures with those. I’m still setting my five goals, but this post is about something different.

I was trying to think of what I want to get out of this year, what kind of year do I want it to be. So far this is what I have.

In 2013 I want:

  • more growth
  • more wonder
  • more bubble baths
  • more hammock time
  • more completions
  • more peace
  • more adventure
  • more order
  • more insight
  • more gratitude

I’m excited to see what will happen this year, and the form that those desires will take.

What do you hope to get out of this year?

2012 Summary – A whole year of blogging

Categories: Science & Tech

In 2012 I wrote 144 posts and there were 675 shared thoughts. Here’s how it all broke down by month, day, and hour.

The number of posts and shared thoughts in each month:

Month Posts Percent Thoughts Percent
January: 9 6.25% 38 5.63%
February: 9 6.25% 49 7.26%
March: 5 3.47% 38 5.63%
April: 16 11.11% 71 10.52%
May: 14 9.72% 61 9.04%
June: 7 4.86% 37 5.48%
July: 13 9.03% 58 8.59%
August: 16 11.11% 66 9.78%
September: 14 9.72% 51 7.56%
October: 14 9.72% 59 8.74%
November: 30 20.83% 124 18.37%
December: 8 5.56% 23 3.41%

The number of posts in each day of week and the days people thought about them: Keep reading