I am a child of Heavenly Father. That makes me worthy.
- Start with the estimate from the most experienced participant.
- Double it.
- Increase the unit of measure to the next larger magnitude. (Minutes -> Hours, Hours -> Days, Days -> Weeks, Weeks -> Months, Months -> Years, etc)
May 2018 bring you all the joy you desire.
Portlandia got its wish for a white Christmas. There’s snow on the ground and ice on the pavement.
My Christmas came 2 days early. My oldest daughter & her fiance hosted a Christmas dinner for family. It was great to be able to share the celebration with kids & grandkids. I didn’t ask for much this year, mostly pictures of my kids. But I was surprised by the two presents I did get, both very thoughtful. and I did get some pictures, so that was good too.
I hope that your holidays were everything you wanted them to be…
This would certainly be the surest sign of intelligence we could ever get, assuming someone found the voyager spacecraft & its gold record…
This week while chatting with my therapist, she repeatedly tried to compliment my courage in facing several challenges. But she & I had different perspectives of the same situations. Where she saw courage, I knew it was only desperation. I finally got my point across using the classic 80’s movie “Officer and a Gentleman” where Richard Gere’s character is being harassed by his drill instructor to drop out. He breaks down, crying out “I’ve got no place else to go. This is it!” I’ve felt that way several times since the stroke- I have to be able to eat. I have to get up & stand on my own. I have to be able to walk around the house. I have to be able to put my brace & shoes on. I have no place else to go. This is it! So I have to do whatever’s necessary to be able to do these things. It’s not a matter of courage but of desperation. The alternative is too scary to even think about.
If I understand the reports correctly, the FCC voted on Thursday that broadband ISPs were common carriers that could be regulated using Title II. The importance of this decision can’t be overstated. The internet is what it is today because it has been left alone to grow independent from governmental or commercial regulation or interference.
If ISPs were allowed to use their captive markets to monetize delivery of content, it would have harmed not just the customers of the ISPs but the entire ecosystem of the internet. The internet is probably the purest example we have ever had of a truly market driven economy anywhere and anywhen. The success of any idea is determined directly by consumers.
While Thursday’s decision by the FCC is reassuring, the internet faces other threats which we have to continue to be vigilant for. The growth and success of the recent Arab Spring movement is directly connected to the internet. But other governments continue to try to manipulate the internet to further their own interests; most significantly, the governments of China, the US and North Korea have attacked internet users and continue to do so. We need to rebuff the efforts of these governments and protect this valuable global resource.
Before I get into my diatribe, I have to share this joke: I’ve been meaning to post about procrastination but never got around to it…
I’ve had a problem with procrastination all my life. I remember as a child staying up late many nights doing homework that had to be turned in the next day. But I’ve never understood why I procrastinate. I’ve always felt powerless trying to overcome it.
Recently, my therapist and I have touched on my issues with procrastination while discussing other stuff. Her comments have prompted me to dig a little deeper into why I procrastinate and it looks like the more detrimental episodes of procrastination result from anxiety and avoiding stuff that provokes anxiety.
That makes sense historically; I remember one term in college where I flunked one course where the final grade was determined by the term project and another class that I got a C because the final grade was split 50/50 between exams and homework. I was so anxious about my homework that I couldn’t bring myself to go in the labs to work on it. My grades mystified my professors and teaching assistants. My exam scores were so much higher than everyone else’s, they deformed the curve so much it couldn’t be used to assign grades across the class. Given my exam grades, they couldn’t fathom how I could possibly earn only a C final grade for the course. If I turned in virtually any homework, I ought to have a B and given that I could score so high on the exams, I couldn’t possibly be that wrong on the homework. The problem was that I couldn’t get myself to do the homework – My anxiety made it impossible to face the labs where it’s done.
This is a very insidious kind of problem to have because if something provokes anxiety, procrastinating about it will make the problem worse which will cause even more anxiety. It’s a vicious circle that starts almost before you know it; certainly before you can head it off.
I’ve been trying to think of ways to help me derail the procrastination when it becomes a problem. But I haven’t come up with anything that will work in spite of the anxiety that triggers the procrastination. So I’ll explore ways to deflate my anxiety that might enable me to oversome the resulting procrastination. It seems like the anxiety is a bigger nut to crack than procrastination. But it seems that I can’t face the procrastination when I’m severely anxious. So I need to defuse the anxiety so that I have a clear enough mind to handle the procrastination.
Solving this problem might also help my daughter that appears to have inherited my anxiety tendencies. Her anxieties can completely overwhelm her so much that she can’t get out of bed. Now that I see my own anxieties inside me, I need to let her know that she’s not alone, it’s not her failing and she can find a way to be okay with it in the long run.