I’m really sentimental about new running shoes. Which is not my normal MO with clothes—and particularly shoes—but there’s so much possibility in a new pair of running shoes. Think of all the sunrises we’ll see together. Think of all the sore calf muscles and hills we’ll overcome. Think of all the places we’ll go! (With apologies for subjecting you to Dr. Seuss.) They’re more than shoes; they’re friends. (And I got some new ones this week. They did not stay that bright and shiny for long.)
But speaking of friends, I read a Facebook meme the other day that said you are the average of the five people you spend the most time with. I can’t quote the exact phrasing, but the tone was like, “You probably have toxic friends, go get better ones.”
I did the quick mental calculation—as one does when confronted with an unsupported and mildly offensive Facebook meme—and my end conclusion was, “No, actually, I’m entirely good with this situation, you shitty Facebook meme. Quit dogging on my people.” So that’s one less thing. (Although now that I’ve come out on this side of it, I think the “average of your five people” part is a nice thought.)
Still speaking of friends, a friend sent me this video, and I think it’s something that should be shared far and wide. It’s about healthcare workers, but it’s applicable to about any “helping” profession. Basic premise is that what we often call “burnout” is really the result of putting good people into a bad system. The narrator advocates for using the term “moral injury” over “burnout”, because “burnout” implies that the person suffering from it failed somehow, when it’s actually the system that’s broken. Particularly if you’re a doctor/teacher/lawyer/other rockstar job that I’m not thinking of, it’s worth a watch. (Although he does drop a few completely appropriate f-bombs, so be aware.)
But speaking of media you should consume, I’m working my way through Dreyer’s English: An Utterly Correct Guide to Clarity and Style and I want to send it to everyone who writes things. Not only is it funny, it’s helpful, too. In the second chapter, for example, Mr. Dreyer advises to avoid the use of “just” (as an adverb), which, as it turns out now that I’m noticing it, is a particularly bad tick of mine. (I mention this because I’ve had to remove it from this post four times before this paragraph. See? My writing is better already!)
I am also continuing my quest to be the last person on Earth to read Michelle Obama’s memoir this month. (She reads the audiobook version, so that’s fun.) And then this book is arriving on my doorstep today.
But speaking of today, I’m supposed to be taking the Kid to swim in less than an hour, and I really want to go to this plant sale.
But we also have a fire going. And it’s cold outside. And I have a stack of things to read and some house puttering to do. And a new book on the way even. (See above.) And other than the fact that the Kid likes to narrate his every move in Minecraft out loud, we’re all terribly cozy. (I can’t even get mad, because he completely gets his talking-to-himself thing from me.)
So maybe I’m just going to make another cup of coffee, and we’ll forget about those pesky plan thingys. (Had to let one slip, just so you know it’s me.)
Happy Saturday, friends.