In fact, I know I’m not. I’m not the only person to talk mostly about stuff I like rather than what I don’t.
Not that I’m immune to a good rant now and then, mostly about stuff that makes me nuts like kids not doing what they’re told or people doing stupid stuff like walking too slow in front of me. But most often I’m way more likely to talk about stuff that is exciting me, or pleasing me, than I am to waste my time (and yours) discussing crap I don’t like.
Books, movies, tv…if I don’t like it, meh, I just don’t bother. Get me talking about Supernatural and I’ll talk all day and all night. Try to get me to discuss The Grateful Dead? I’ll tell you flat out I’d rather poke out my eardrums than listen — but you know, then I don’t, like…listen on purpose and then complain about how much I hate the Grateful Dead.
I mostly try to avoid crap I don’t like, if I know I’m not going to like it. I also have a fairly open mind about stuff I may or may not like, and I’ll give it a chance. If I don’t like it, you’ll know it, but I don’t go back for more. Who has time for that?
I was thinking about all this because I’m annoyed with my house being dirty and my desk being covered in crap and how much I’d really like to be doing something I enjoy like playing the Sims 2 or watching Supernatural or napping or eating chocolate…and if I *have* to clean my desk, well, it’s something I have to do and I don’t have to like it and I guess I complain about it, but it has to be done.
I don’t put myself purposefully in places or with situations that I know already I’m not going to like. Don’t ask me to go sky diving. Don’t ask me to go on a run with you. I won’t like it. Don’t ask me to read Christian Inspirational fiction of any kind. I will not like it. Don’t ask me to wear corduroy. I don’t like it! (Well, sometimes I do.)
But I don’t seek out any of those things so I have a reason to complain about them. I’d rather spend my time doing stuff I do like!
And you know what? I’m really glad I have so many things I *DO* enjoy! I wake up every day and I find something I want to do. Yeah, sure, many days I have to do stuff I don’t want to do, but what it comes down to in the end is that most of the time, most days, most hours, I’m doing something I want to do or enjoy, or at least know I have to do because it’s necessary, even if I don’t like it.
I’m really very blessed to enjoy so much of my life.
M
November 30th, 2007 at 3:24 pm · Link
you don’t like the grateful dead?
November 30th, 2007 at 3:25 pm · Link
I very much do not. See? You didn’t even know.
November 30th, 2007 at 10:09 pm · Link
One of my best memories is of when I was fourteen and I saw the Dead in Mountain View. I wore this amazing red dress that my mom bought me at a thrift shop in Santa Cruz. I wore no shoes. I ate mushrooms. I spun in circles in the grass. I miss those days.