So a few people asked me why I’m not posting as much. Believe me, it’s not easy to come up with interesting stuff 24-7. I mean, if I wrote about my real life, that shit would be interesting, but I’d also probably be disowned from work, friends, family, society, & the planet. Anyhow, it’s still all good. Thought I was getting sick, but nothing ten hours of sleep couldn’t cure.
I was just telling the principal that I think he’s working too hard these days. We all need a break now and then. Some people more than others. I mean, the guy has been going at it for a few months (I can’t be too easy on him since these educators of youth have summers off); but just the same. We all need to realize when we need to just go outside, sit on the steps and look out to the world (or as far as your eyes can see). I used to do that back in the old neighborhood. Just go outside of house and watch the cars pass on a crisp winter day. It’s cold, but it’s that good cold like you breathe in at the top of a mountain you’re about to ski down. Deep breath in, deep breath out. It can help freeze your brain kinda like when you eat a slurpy too fast (I’ve never actually had a slurpy, so substitute anything that gives you “brain freeze”). Anyhow, these past few months have also been busy for me, but I’ve always tried to view work as more of a challenge than a battle. I said to my grandfather last night, there’s two types of stress. Toxic stress and good stress. I know that may sound weird to some, so maybe I’ll explain…
Toxic stress is that crap you deal with when you have to hear some bellyache about how crappy their boyfriend or girlfriend is to them. Or when you have to stand in line to pay a ticket and some character in front of you just wants to tell the lady at the window his theories on why the world is unfair to him. Toxic stress is when family wants too much of your time and gives you reasons why they deserve this time.
Good stress is working your ass off and meeting that deadline. Good stress is trying to rush home to get flowers, bake a cake, light candles, and wrap a present before your significant other gets home on their birthday. Good stress is the beginning of a game and the end of the game. Win or Lose. I still get that feeling before the game. Go BOG in 2009. Good stress is doing whatever it takes to make it happen. I say make it happen because I really don’t know all of you that well at the current time. Some I saw last night. Some I haven’t seen since 1990. And some of you have passed away.
So you get my drift. Stop and think before you start passing toxic stress. I mean, we’re all guilty of it. I get caught up in the moment and let my emotions get the best of me sometimes, but I mean, we’re human. I admire the police officer for the way he is 99% of the time. With everything he’s been through in life, his demeanor remains the same. Cool & collected like Cool Hand Luke. He saved me and my mouth numerous times over the years, but without my mouth we’d never have gotten so much attention, right man?
We can all handle the good stress as long as it comes in bits and pieces and not every day. Life is tough enough.
I know some people, ha, all people like to blow off steam at the end of the week. I know we all do that in a number of ways and means. Whatever you fancy is cool with me. Just hold on to the rails as you go on that ride and follow these few simple words….
WATCH THE TRAM CAR PLEASE….A little humor for my Jersey Shore folks. Is it summer yet?
If you think you’re under pressure, you’re probably not, because when you really are, you don’t even have time to think about
-Ron de Jonge