Changing Myself and Not Worrying about Changing Anyone Else
When I was much younger, I worked at a homeless shelter. I worked with many recovering and practicing alcoholics. What I learned from this job is that I can't change anyone who does not want to be changed. I learned to accept things at face value. And I learned that I am better off working on my own problems. That's why I quit working as in social service organizations and became a writer. Writing is something I can do on my own.
So why bring this up? It's my job. I can't change anyone else who works here, but I can change the way I react—or don't react—to what's going on. Some people try to control every situation. It just can't be done. So what I need to do is give people enough rope to hang themselves. It saves me lots of time and aggravation.
I had an assessment of my exercise routine this morning and apparently I've already done every exercise known to man. Not really—the trainer who was going over my routine, however, was having trouble thinking of anything new. Did I tell you I lost my former trainer? I have no idea what happened—only that things seem kind of suspicious. Hmmmm. I've speculated numerous times over what happened, but I'm not really sure.
Anyway, I do have a few new exercises to do—the abductor-adductor machine, Roman chair, and couple of others. Soooo, I'm kind of looking forward to it. I like doing different things.
I didn't do much over the weekend except think about life and why people behave in certain ways. I think it's because there is something that this behavior—whether it's good or bad—does for them. Does that make sense? They get something out of acting little a spoiled brat. Their behavior is somehow rewarded. My job is to realize that I can't do anything about it.
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