Blog post

I wrote a blog about stress that I would like you to check out. I have no idea how to put a link on here so you can just click on it and get there. But it is titled "Sometimes it's the little things". The idea came from Gremlin (can't envision him as big and ugly). Let me know what you think. Just click on "Blog" at the top of this spring and look for the title. It should be first up right now. Thanks!

That is a good article. You are right in that the big things we are kind of forced to deal with, but the little things are easy to put aside until they become a big pile. I will put a link to your blog below. It is fairly easy. First go to your article, and copy the URL at the top of the screen. Here, type in the text you want for the title of the link. Highlight it with the mouse. Then click on the chain symbol at the top of the post (for a link). It will assign an example URL. Replace that with your actual URL. Or, you can just put [] brackets around the title, and regular () brackets around the URL.

Sometimes it's the little things

It was an interesting article Ruby and a complicated one in view of the questions it raises.

It seems to me that, as much as it may be politically incorrect or biased or prejudicial or unethical or discriminatory or perhaps even (shock, horror) sexist, there are some generalities that can often be implied when it comes to gender. :O

I try to achieve whatever I set out to do without an overriding need for plans or routines or order or even the right tools or materials.

I don't really own things in a personal sense. I am detached from the things I have. I just use them.

I don't have territory, in the way members of the other gender seem to, so I am ignorant of things missing or in the wrong place.

Speaking of ignorance it was probably my greatest strength and certainly my greatest weakness.

I ignore as much and as many things as possible and only deal with those things that really demand it or will deliver significant results.

If it makes a mess or creates disorder it doesn't bother me. I'll get around to dealing with that afterwards, eventually, maybe.

Yes my wife deserves all the sympathy she can get and a medal or two.

I am not proud of what and who I am and I am mortified by what I've become, although it did work for me (and I hope for my wife too) when I was young and fit, but it is a recipe for disaster on an escalating scale at this stage in our lives.

If only there was a happy meeting place somewhere in the middle.

Men knowing where to find things and how to put them away again.

Women knowing how to ignore things.

Men being happy to just talk about intensely personal or emotional stuff without feeling obligated to fix something.

Women enjoying discussions on the philosophical or abstract and detached.

The list goes on and on .......

Is that enough fuel for a nice little bonfire?

Did anyone bring the matches? :)