I’ve had a number of psychotherapy sessions this week, mostly with couples about how critical it is to honor agreements made with eachother, and how the breaking of agreements erodes trust. The discussion generally led to the issue of promises made to oneself, and how that’s part of the whole deal. And I’m thinking, “of course, you can’t bail out on your partner or yourself! It breaks faith!”
Then I get home, it’s 10:00 P.M., and first thing I do is reneg on my promise to myself to not eat carbs late at night. Oh well, the world won’t come to an end if my butt is two inches bigger……
Then I check my emails and again notice the one about technical difficulties with my new website, requiring alot more alien, left-brained problem-solving, so my solution is to bag the whole mess, and maybe follow that fantasy of becoming a roadcrew signholder, and not have to think so much! Who ever needed a website anyway?
Oh, I forgot to mention the trademark fiasco, and my quick solution for that: I get some return calls from the U.S. Patent and Trademark Office telling me time’s almost up to produce all the goods and services I’ve filed a trademark for, otherwise it’s even more money for an extension. (hidden meaning: they took me SERIOUSLY, and expect me to make good on my promise!) What are they, crazy? My solution? Who needs a trademark anyway? Did anyone ever get killed because they lacked one?
So, gentle reader, if you’ve ever wanted to shoot yourself for breaking agreements to your partner or yourself, or even thinking about it, chances are your fancy therapist knows all too well how you feel.
Goodnight for now,
P.S. Maybe I’ll surprise you and actually have that website up as promised in July: