“The time for action is now. It’s never too late to do something” – Antoine de Saint-Exupery
So I was too tired yesterday to post my summary in time… Who really cares? We’ve all been busy celebrating Easter and getting high (or at least a little fatter) on chocolate eggs any way! 😉
But, a week is a week and a summary is a summary, so here’s what I learned during the past seven days:
- Nothing important in life should require money. I was watching TV (like I do anything else – oh right, I work out) and saw a short documentary on child rheumatism. I ended up wondering how it is possible we are living in the twenty-first century and an illness such as this (and many others) are still without a cure. That years and years after my childhood, we still use phrases such as: “We are close to a cure, but we need more money. Please donate and help these poor, innocent children.”
How come we live in a world were practically everything is possible, even finding a cure for a specific type of lung cancer, but all we focus on is money? The cancer cure I’m talking about was on the news a while back. It’s highly effective and much less heinous than chemo and/or radiation therapy, but the hospitals in the Netherlands can’t afford to buy it because the price is so high. When asked about this, one of the spokespersons said that the research and trouble that went into finding and creating this cure are worth asking so much money for. That this means only filthy rich people can afford it didn’t seem to bother them.
And so we let people suffer, die even, because money is more important than a human being’s life. Seriously, what’s wrong with us!?
- In addition to last week’s summary: you don’t always have to think. Last week I learned it’s okay to be quiet if you feel grumpy or if you simply have nothing to say. This week I learned it’s okay if you don’t have thoughts in your head. It’s very uncommon, though, not thinking. But if you’re stuck with silly, meaningless thoughts that make no sense and are not helpful or informative in any way, it’s okay to shut them down. Focus on what you’re doing at that exact moment (I was brushing my teeth when I started wondering about… I think it was an ex-boyfriend mixed with nightmares I’ve been having about my trip to Canada – I constantly dream I get on the wrong plane!), and your useless thoughts will stop.
- The Secret. That’s right. Twenty-two pages into what’s probably going to turn out to be a very strange and over-spiritual (read: head-up-in-the-clouds-never-coming-down-oh-look-everyone-I-quote-agrees-with-me-you-should-too) book, I already learned the secret of life. Oh, I’m sorry, I meant The Secret with capital letters. Are you ready for it? It is: attraction. Apparently, we are all “antennas” in the Universe, and all the thoughts we send out (or up, actually) will become reality. Or reflect onto our life. So thinking you’re the worst person in the world will lead you to be very under-appreciated by others, but thinking about being a rich businessman will lead to great financial gain and power.
I’ve yet to read the part about where you put in effort to get grade A’s rather than just think about it.
Also, please note a generous dash of sarcasm sprinkled over this part of the summary. It’s all good and well, visualising good things will happen to you (I do believe in that), but it can’t be the secret of life. Oh, sorry, I meant The Secret with capital letters. Because we all know capital letters make things seem More Important Than They Are.
- You don’t always have to explain yourself to others. This is so sad: apparently, four months ago someone contacted me through facebook to ask if she could personally hire me as a cleaner. A little extra info: it was a client I worked for once or twice when her regular help was ill. She’s not old or disabled, but the new regulations mean she can no longer get her help for a cheap price through local governmental institutions. She went through enough trouble to track me down on social media and send me a message asking for my services. A message she sent in December. A message I read last week.
Unfortunately, because we’re not facebook-friends, her request got stored in a secondary inbox and I didn’t receive a prompt from FB to go check (they send me prompts for just about anything, but not for this). I’m also hardly ever on facebook lately, before last week the last time I logged on was somewhere in November, so I wouldn’t have read it in time any way.
A part of me felt so bad about this situation, though, I wanted to message her back ASAP and explain why I never responded, but a bigger part of me just wanted to let it go. It’s nothing but a miscommunication and even if she’s upset about not hearing back from me, it’s okay. I don’t need the entire world to like me. Plus, I think I’d only make it more awkward if I’d reply four months late with a lame “I’m sorry, I only just now got your message.” And maybe this is for the best, as I wouldn’t have worked for her any way. Oh well.
- I rather be good at driving and bad at parking than the other way around. I can’t park. There, I’ve said it! If it’s just straight up parking, I’m fine, but parallel parking is a whole different story (although last week I had it in one go – not lying!).
The thing is, I see a spot and I KNOW my car will fit there! I KNOW! But then there’s steering wheel-turning involved, and my car always seems so much bigger from the inside than from the outside, and I’m scared I’ll hit someone else’s vehicle, and then I get nervous… It’s just mayhem. But it’s okay. Because you can’t be good at everything and at least I am a decent driver. So I repeat and rest my case with: I am happy being a good driver and a bad parker.
- You can never make tough decisions for someone else. You can only support them. Sometimes I drive myself crazy, always wanting to help people, always feeling like I need to hand them solutions to all their problems, whatever they may be, on a silver platter. Always pretending to be a wise expert on everything. But I’m not. Sometimes I can’t help someone, because the choices they face are tough and life-changing, and me meddling can only do harm. It’s their life and they need to figure it out for themselves. If they ask me for advice I’ll try and help them, but I can’t decide whether or not they should quit their job and go back to school or stay on and climb the career ladder. I can’t break up with their boyfriend for them or decide which house to buy. I simply can’t. What I can and will do is be there for my friends, catch them when things go bad or stand beside them cheering when things go well.
- Paperrrrr! This week’s slip reads: You realise you cannot escape your eventual death and that bad behaviour will attract harm in a next life. You will not convert to bad behaviour so as to preserve universal happiness.
Okay, this is karma spelled differently. I don’t believe I could ever be a bad person (although my sister seems to be convinced her daughter might become a psychopath in later years – she makes great evil noises – and I’ve already said I’ll support her and will team up with my niece when the time is right). Honestly, if I give one plant more water than another, I feel guilty for the rest of the day. I don’t think I have it in me to become evil. Plus, I am never coming back in a next life. Na-ah. I am done after this one. So no preserving universal happiness for me. Sharing happiness with others is what I’m after 🙂
That’s it for this week’s belated summary and this year’s Easter! I hope you all had a great weekend and I wish you a happy week 13!
As usual I’ll leave you with the Earworm Of The Week, and this time it’s nothing less than the Zumba-version of Take On Me! It’s been stuck in my head since Wednesday (Zumba-day), and I actually found a video with the routine!! 😀
So, so fun!