Or maybe that's just me. I have high expectations.
There I said it.
When people or situations disappointed me in years past, I got very angry. Usually this was around friendship. So, once I realized that my standards were unreasonable, I eased up. It was very freeing.
It has been a very difficult transition for me moving from Davis to Berkeley. Mostly because I could not get a routine started. And while I am not a 9 to 5 kinda gal, I do like repetition. The collegiate schedule was ideal. Mondays and Wednesdays were the same and Tuesday and Thursday were something different.
But anyway, expectations.
While I have not gotten angry when expectations have not been met, there is still disappointment. I have been a little quiet for the last few weeks. I blamed it in an earlier post on others not caring. However, that's not true. That's not it at all. I stand my the opinion that people are busy, but it has nothing to do with not caring. People just need a little jog. A little nudge. A phone call.
So, whoever said a few months ago (and another who said it last week) you are absolutely correct. I need to be more proactive. I need to go out of my way and do more. I need to at times be relentless. I need to let go of expectations.
Gratitudes:
1. friends in Davis
2. a nice ride
3. kind former students
4. enough complimentary ingredients to make a soup
5. abc full episode player (yes, I'm caught up on Grey's Anatomy!)
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