We who live in the Pacific Northwest have come through a week of historic temperatures that have spiked 25 degrees above normal. Elsewhere, our triple digits might sound laughable, but here it’s serious business.
My momma didn’t raise no wimp, but I have to confess I’ve turned into a whiny baby this week. When my patio thermometer reached 108, I declared war on sweat. I thought, There’s gotta be a way to ignore the temps and fool myself into feeling cooler. Cold showers only worked for ten minutes, so I tried thinking of myself sitting on a humongous block of ice. That worked for about six seconds. I continued on, imagining the famous blizzard scene from March of the Penguins. I felt downright goosebumpy for a minute or two.
But sometimes hot is hot and cold is cold and there’s no in-between. Just gotta accept it and realize it is what it is. Period.
The same thing applies to paydays at Squidoo. Every time another payday rolls around, I hear people lamenting about how hard they worked for such a low amount. They wonder why-why-why they didn’t make enough money to get that oil change on their car or take that trip to Belize. Some make noises like they are planning to leave, and others take it as a challenge to just try harder.
It is what it is. Move on.
Visions of ice or visions of creating a lensmaking momentum that will eventually pay off–both require thinking ahead, and a whole lot of want-to. Anything worth doing is worth doing well.
That’s my backstory, and I’m stickin’ to it.