Negative/Positive Thinking
It’s Sunday evening at 8 p.m. and I’ve just been home a few minutes. Chuck and I went down to Comfort this afternoon – late – to see Sherry and for him to take her flowers. She seemed to enjoy his visit, but I know she’ll say she’d rather have talked with me. Oh, well, at least we went down in his car.
Afterward we came back to town and had dinner. It wasn’t bad – pepper steak – and I ate only half the meat portion, brought the other home. So I have a meal for later.
Chuck’s pretty interesting. He joined the Army Air Corps in 1939 and stayed for 31 years. Came out as a Chief Master Sergeant. Now he’s mostly an RVer and sometimes is home here in the park. He’s also damn near stone deaf. Has an aid in each ear. He’s talking about getting a hearing aid implant, that would give him some real sound instead of the roar he gets now. He’s impossible in a crowd. I’m thinking of carrying a pad of paper and a pen to communicate. Sure would make my prose a lot tighter, that’s for sure!!
He needs to go into town (San Antonio) sometime soon to get a new microwave at Sam’s Club. Wants me to go along, help him with it. I told him sure, I’d go. Now all I gotta do is wiggle around the work date I got over at Tony’s house. That’s not a problem, I don’t think Chuck’ll be ready to head down there until late this week.
I’m still tired from Market Day. That was plain pure and simple exhausting. I’m really hoping October will be a totally different kind of day…meaning bright beautiful weather and LOADS of customers, who buy books. I need to make some sales to recoup all this expense of booth space and buying gas to get down there and back. And the money for the AC to cool me off afterward.
Right now we’ve got a cool wave, with perfect weather and temps in the 50s. I’m loving it, but shivering, too. All I need do is open up the house and I’ll need all my blankets tonight!
Gotta make a list of stuff I need, and a list of stuff to talk to the VA doctor about, and a list of things to talk to the VA psychiatrist about (a lot of stuff), and some other stuff I temporarily can’t think of right now. But it’ll all come to me just as I’m about to fall asleep tonight…when I’ve already turned off the computer. Oh, well, then I’ll just have to remember it the next day. And I can do that.
I’ve been fighting the old negative thinking again. Think of something and it pops up all the bad stuff that can happen, instead of all the good stuff I want to happen. It’s as though there’s some kind of chemical in my brain that brings up all the negative aspects of any given situation and then harps on them. I have to learn to stop that thought and center myself, then think positive. Or change my thought completely. Right now I’m using “Everything Will Be All Right,” followed by “Everything Is NOW All Right.” Those two mantras, repeated over and over, seem to help most.
I just wish there was a way to stop the first negative response. Must be, there are people in the world who are happy all the time, why not me? Why NOT positivity?
Okay, I’m gonna post this. I think Rita’s got the right idea: shoulda been selling plumeria trees. Tony did all right Saturday, did all right. Me, not a thing.
Afterward we came back to town and had dinner. It wasn’t bad – pepper steak – and I ate only half the meat portion, brought the other home. So I have a meal for later.
Chuck’s pretty interesting. He joined the Army Air Corps in 1939 and stayed for 31 years. Came out as a Chief Master Sergeant. Now he’s mostly an RVer and sometimes is home here in the park. He’s also damn near stone deaf. Has an aid in each ear. He’s talking about getting a hearing aid implant, that would give him some real sound instead of the roar he gets now. He’s impossible in a crowd. I’m thinking of carrying a pad of paper and a pen to communicate. Sure would make my prose a lot tighter, that’s for sure!!
He needs to go into town (San Antonio) sometime soon to get a new microwave at Sam’s Club. Wants me to go along, help him with it. I told him sure, I’d go. Now all I gotta do is wiggle around the work date I got over at Tony’s house. That’s not a problem, I don’t think Chuck’ll be ready to head down there until late this week.
I’m still tired from Market Day. That was plain pure and simple exhausting. I’m really hoping October will be a totally different kind of day…meaning bright beautiful weather and LOADS of customers, who buy books. I need to make some sales to recoup all this expense of booth space and buying gas to get down there and back. And the money for the AC to cool me off afterward.
Right now we’ve got a cool wave, with perfect weather and temps in the 50s. I’m loving it, but shivering, too. All I need do is open up the house and I’ll need all my blankets tonight!
Gotta make a list of stuff I need, and a list of stuff to talk to the VA doctor about, and a list of things to talk to the VA psychiatrist about (a lot of stuff), and some other stuff I temporarily can’t think of right now. But it’ll all come to me just as I’m about to fall asleep tonight…when I’ve already turned off the computer. Oh, well, then I’ll just have to remember it the next day. And I can do that.
I’ve been fighting the old negative thinking again. Think of something and it pops up all the bad stuff that can happen, instead of all the good stuff I want to happen. It’s as though there’s some kind of chemical in my brain that brings up all the negative aspects of any given situation and then harps on them. I have to learn to stop that thought and center myself, then think positive. Or change my thought completely. Right now I’m using “Everything Will Be All Right,” followed by “Everything Is NOW All Right.” Those two mantras, repeated over and over, seem to help most.
I just wish there was a way to stop the first negative response. Must be, there are people in the world who are happy all the time, why not me? Why NOT positivity?
Okay, I’m gonna post this. I think Rita’s got the right idea: shoulda been selling plumeria trees. Tony did all right Saturday, did all right. Me, not a thing.
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