I've been trying to figure out why we do some of the things we do.
For example, let’s say we can't find our car keys. We spend ten minutes thinking about where we might have left them, then we go there, and of course they're not there. So now we begin to look everywhere else. Finally after ten or fifteen minutes, we locate them in the most unlikely place. Why are they there? Was I so out of it, that I put them in a place that I had never put them before? Well, as I was driving to town, I realized that the last time I drove anywhere was three days ago, and when I came home, my hands were full. I had to put several things in several places and along the way I just dropped the keys and forgot about them. The keys are somewhat important. They open doors to cars, trucks, houses and sheds. You'd think that putting them in the same place all of the time would make it easier to find them. Over the years I have developed habits. My shoes go here, my hat goes there, the car goes over there and the truck goes here. Consistancy! I think it's my way of fighting off Halfhiemers.
Another example is we in this country made laws that are designed to stop unwanted people entering our country except by way of a certain set of rules we established. Now, I'm wondering why we made those laws. Have you noticed that cities, counties, states and federal laws are selectivly enforced. If someone breaks into a house or business, the law regarding that act most likely will be enforced. But breaking into our country is ignored. Why? I wish someone would explain this to me, it's driving me a little nuts. Maybe that’s why I misplaced my keys.
As I said the other day, I pinched a major nerve, that makes walking, standing, sitting, and sleeping very painful and difficult. But I still have to do everyone of those things, though I admit I do them very uncomfortably. I shouldn't be doing any one of those things, if I want this to get corrected. But, being a guy that hates not getting neccessary things done, I get up, stand, walk, get the weedeater out, the mower, or tiller or drive to town when I need something. Is it stubborness, or stupidity? It sure is! Why do I do it? I think the answer is that no one’s going to come over and do it for me. So I do it, because it needs to be done.
Why don't I put my keys in the same place every time I come in the house? Why don't I let someone else till, mow and weedeat? Why won't the governments enforce all of the laws that have been written? I sure wish I had some answers, that make sense, but I don't. What I do know is that someone else is not going to do it. I can only do what one person can do, and very slowly for the time being.
I lived through the day today. It was supposed to end while I was eating supper. I'm glad it wasn't, because that chicken was good. I would have hated not to be able to finish it all. I guess I'll fix a bad meal December 21, 2012. That’s the next time the world is going to end. I hope I feel better by then, I'd like to go out with no pain.
Well, some things are going good and many others are going bad. We need to work harder on doing the good things and maybe with a little luck we'll drive the things that are going bad out of our minds and out of this beautiful world that we are so fortunate to live in. More about that hateful ditch next week.
See ya!