I have a Punch List. You may think that is a list of people I want to punch, but really I don’t have a list like that. Really. I don’t. It would be too much energy to keep a list. If you were going to punch a bunch of people, I’d say, do it right when they deserve it. Don’t save it up – get it over with and move on. No lists. Unless you want to keep a Punched List – then you can relive the punches. No, a Punch List – and I’ll admit I made the name made up – is a list of all the things I want once I am Punching the Clock again.
“You will work again” I have been told. (I sometimes have my doubts). There may be some of you out there who have been unemployed when you really want the opposite. What a demoralizing process: No. No. No. No thank you. No, you don’t meet the criteria. No. Yes. . . actually No. Nah. No. No. And the best of all: ” “. It is constant. So, when you need to be your best to impress a potential employer, you are surrounded by people telling – or implying by their silence – that you are not good enough. Really hard on the soul.
On my Punch List today is a new Kate Spade wallet, meet with a dietician/nutritionist, finally finding a financial adviser (who does not work on commission), hire a personal shopper, regularly threaded eyebrows at Gee Beauty, and a new can opener. Just note, if you ask me my Punch List tomorrow, it may differ – that’s because it is an organic entity that has never been recorded anywhere until today. It’s just something that I use when I am annoyed. Like – ack, I hate plucking my eyebrows, I want a professional – and boom, a new entry on the Punch List. Or when I am sorrowful. Like, don’t think about that denied opportunity, oh! You know what I need? A new wallet that isn’t scuffed.
Yes, call me materialistic, I am okay with that. I am to a certain extent. Aren’t we all a little? Tell me Ghandi didn’t covet a new robe.
I just added the can opener today. It shouldn’t feel like I have arthritis when I am opening a can – it should just glide, don’t you think? That was not meant as a metaphor for life. I just need to find my can opener or get a new one. Stop reading so much into things, guys!
April 11th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary: Filling up the Punch List & focusing on the good. Not those that you want to punch.