Thursday, March 6, 2008
My name is Patience
People grow through experience if they meet life honestly and courageously. This is how character is built. We all experience life's knocks to a degree at some point in our lives, although the powers that be are nice enough to space them out, so that we can deal with them, and survive.
That being said, the cosmos/guy up stairs/higher power is falling off his chair at me, I have had life’s little issues thrust on me like a teenager facing a positive pregnancy test.
My character built slowly over time, I believe is steadfast and true, I deal with reality and understand emotion, but it (my character & patience) can be torn down with incredible swiftness, when individuals tear the ring out of issues that are easily solved by understanding the current situation.
The reality of my situation is that GF and I are going through a terribly hard time with regards to the house renovations. She reacts violently (rightly so at times, I might add) to the builder’s slowness in getting the job done, and the project manager’s inefficiency to communicate. The point is that reacting is not going to solve anything, stressing the point and shitting on people to a degree to get the point across I agree with. The more I try and stress this point of positive firmness on our contractors (to get the job done), the more we fight and drift. I don’t want this, I want a house to enjoy, relax and love.
Love is a temporary insanity, hopefully cured by a finished house that we can enjoy.
(This too shall pass, he said whilst seething with anger...)