Waiting for the shoe to drop…

I will start by saying that I think hell had a snow flurry this morning.  While I don’t believe it actually froze over, I will say that the “receptionist” (see earlier posts) who has been quite ugly to me at my doctor’s office used the word please this morning.  I almost dropped the phone.  You see, I have been avoiding calling the office and still haven’t heard back from my tests that I mentioned in my Spondylo-what??? post.  It has been almost a month, and they scheduled my follow-up appointment for MAY.  Let me tell you that when a doctor doesn’t know what you have, and you are given two choices, your mind automatically goes to the worst case scenario.

Have you ever done that?  I’m sure you have.  Just last week at work our boss called us together for something and the girl closest to me said out loud she thought it was for something bad.  Why do we do that to ourselves?  Can’t it be for something good?  I’m sure it can, but for whatever reason, we don’t get called together for something good very often.  Day in and day out I see the signs of stress on co-workers’ faces.  It’s like we are all waiting for the other shoe to drop.  Well, what if were a clown shoe…or maybe just a slipper?

I think it might be time to think outside of the box just a little.  I would like to know what helps you get by.  Seriously, what do you do when things are bothering you or you have lots of stress to deal with (and remember these posts are moderated).  If you are one of my three readers, wink, please feel free to leave a comment below.  It says “Leave a reply” and I invite you to tell me what helps you clear your mind.  Furthermore, if you click on the name of my blog, The Burned Hand, it will take you to my latest post and to the right it says “Email subscription”.  If you enjoy reading my posts, feel free to sign up.  Under the title “Random thoughts” you can click any of those words and be taken to posts in that category.  If you know someone going through a rough time, feel free to tell them about my blog.

Live with intention.
Walk to the edge.
Listen hard.
Practice wellness.
Play with abandon.
Choose with no regret.
Appreciate your friends.
Continue to learn.
Do what you love.
Live as if this is all there is.
– Mary Anne Radmacher


4 thoughts on “Waiting for the shoe to drop…

  1. Here I am always thinking that the other shoe is a combat boot (hee hee). I don’t know if I have answers to this question. I don’t think i cope with this very well myself. I have decided that I have to learn to live in the moment. Live for the day that I am living, not for the past, not for tomorrow. I can’t worry about what will happen if….If is not here yet. I have tried every day for the last few days to wake up and look in the mirror and say “live in the moment”. When I start to dwell on the miseries of my past or the festering fears of the future, I say to myself (sometimes out loud) NO! Live in the moment! I know you have heard this before, but this is the only time that is real. The past is over, done, finito. The future is not here yet and none of us NONE OF US can predict it or know it or any of that stuff. Give it away. Give the worry, pain, sorrow, anger, hatred, frustration away. Give it to God or Buddha, hell, give it a freakin tree. Just refuse to carry it on your back like those chicks in third world countries that carry those giant baskets of shit. Don’t do it anymore. Just refuse. Maybe if you keep saying it to yourself, you will believe it. If it works for all the horrible shit, can’t it work for the positive shit too???

  2. john coltrane. i put any record on and listen with headphones. the volume is just loud enough that i have to really concentrate to hear it. in about an hour, i’ll pick up my guitar and write something really amazing and it will all be good again.

  3. Love that you said record Jake. We have a collection as well…tonight I listened to classical music for a long time. Really listened. That’s what a lot of us need to do. Take time to be in the moment and listen.

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