The Daily EO: May 14th, 2013

My brother is very much like my parents and in some ways like me, but mostly just like him.  He is particular, careful, precise, fastidious, and a planner.  He thinks that I am sloppy, careless, chaotic and something like a hurricane or tornado.  Those who know me and don’t know him do not understand how someone as plan focused and organized could be considered any of these things.  But I must tell you, in comparison it is true.  If you want something done exactly and painstaking correctly and carefully, you ask my brother.  If you want it taken care of on a well thought out and exacting plan, ask my brother.  If you have multiple competing deadlines, chaotic frenzy that needs sorting and a plan for just getting through – you ask me.  And don’t complain about the state of my desk in the meantime.

I tell you this because it was my brother Todd who spent hours vacuuming my car when the window was smashed.  He spent a lot of time picking out the glass, moving the seats around for better angles and looking for the shining bits.  I was thinking “C’mon already, that is enough!  Let’s go!” – too much energy was already spent on this smash and grab.

But he persisted.  And yet over the last couple of months, I find this every now and then:

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I show you this, not because I want to say a careful man did a bad job, but to show how it is impossible to get all the bits of glass out of a car.  If the world’s best can’t get it all, nobody can.

May 14th, 2013 Extra-Ordinary:  Sparkling memories which are not all together welcome.

 

The Daily EO: March 25rd, 2013

I am usually in my car at 7 am every morning to head to work.  Maybe a little later, but around that time.  I have spent a lot of time in my car in the last 12 months.  Mostly reading maps and and figuring how long we were from our next stop in Saskatchewan.

And now I spent about an hour a day in that car as I commute to work.

Of late, I have spent too little time in bed before getting into the car again, so that has caused me to spent too much time wasting money in the Starbucks drive-thru line at Cordova and Powell.

I hate sitting in that line for 3 reasons:

  1. I am wasting money on tea that I could easily have made at home, but was too lazy to do so
  2. I am burning minutes that I could be in transit to work which is why I got up so early in the morning in the first place
  3. My car has an annoying rattle when it idles, and I am embarrassed by it

On this Monday when I got in, I blearily mentally reviewed what I was tackling when I got into work this week.

Despite my best intentions, my occupied brain didn’t notice when my hands turned left into the Starbucks.  Again.  Sigh.

March 25th, 2013 Extra-Ordinary:  No rattle in my car because my husband fixed it on Saturday.  Ah, the Sounds of Silence.