A collection of distilled sarcastic wisdom, numerous photographs, discussions of books and stuff to learn and more stuff to think about from a retired economics professor turned blogger and photographer.
I just trashed an article on procrastination. Procrastination means going into a trance and ignoring everything you are supposed to do. A whole bunch of it will never need doing anyway or, if it gets done, it will just have to be done over again. So why waste one's time? We are, after all, busy and important people.
But, reluctantly, the Curmudgeonly Professor realized with stunning immediacy today that he had never completed his analysis of the Twelve Days of Christmas. So, in an attempt to rectify this egregious oversight, here are the Eleven Pipers Piping. According to the purists, the eleven pipers represent the eleven faithful apostles. However, we don't want to mix our image of the pear tree, now deteriorated into a mere fragment of its original beauty, infested with turtle doves, calling birds and French hens, all of whom are getting terribly sick of waiting for their roosting period to be over so the hens can go back to France and lay their eggs. The geese are more problematic since they are awfully messy, hanging around the pear tree for 50 days. Someone has pilfered the golden rings and the swans got sick of swimming, the milk maids sued for job discrimination, the ladies dancing were arrested for loud and obnoxious behavior, the leaping Lords all retreated to Downton Abbey where the aristocracy and lords sat around waiting for their valets to dress them for dinner. (pause to change the batteries in my mouse).
Regrettably, The Wizard of Google provided only 95,600 (even) references to eleven pipers piping, giving us a paucity of knowledge and factoids with which to assess the eleventh day of Christmas. Author C. C. Benison wrote a mystery titled "Eleven Pipers Piping: A Father Christmas Mystery" but Amazon wants a hefty $10.69 for the Kindle edition and I am loathe to spend more than 99 cents for a Kindle book, $1.99 if it seems particularly crucial to my knowledge and entertainment. One of the reviewers, however, opined that the plot was "darned tangled" so that definitely ruled out spending $10.69 on the book.
Of greater importance, though, is the fact that you and I have twiddled away 50 days since Chrismas, leaving a mere 315 more days until we have to go through the pear tree and the calling birds one more time. The question is, how much have we accomplished in 50 days? Dang little, if you need my assessment. Since I have been connected inseparably to my iPad, I am reluctant to sit down at my two computers any more and write or edit blogs. Besides, few things are worth photographing in the dead days of winter. Right now, my iPad has run out of gas so I am reluctantly returning to bloviating on my blog while it gets juiced up again. As the LDS hymn says, Do what is right, let the consequence follow. No joke.
Eating oneself to death is more than too much edible energy in and too little exhausted energy out. In fact, a person could be rail thin and still have things eating at him or her to the point of death by stress. To be an official autocannibal, one has to be stuck in an emotional snowbank and eating his or her way out.
Excessive energy contributes to the growing concern for diabetes, heart disease, kidney failure and blindness. If there were an accomplice to our national mass murder, one would have to point at our sedentary society of stress, the agricultural-industrial complex and ourselves. Hello to sugar in every possible disguise. We have a large bullseye drawn on our foreheads, targeted by the hired gun advertisers. Who else is going to buy the thousands of new products formulated every year?
Interestingly (yet not surprisingly), there are common ways that help people go from where they are to where they want to be. Drawing from these interviews and my own personal experience, and based on additional years of research, here are three ways to avoid regret and to make this year your year.
SALT LAKE CITY — It would be a glorious fight — a contest to test our mettle. My coworker at the Deseret News, Ryan Morgenegg, and I were about to push the limits of decluttering endurance.
Every workday each of us would bring in a book from home until one of us bookaholics, hopefully Morgenegg, would cry uncle.
The loser would buy the other lunch.
Along the way we both learned a lot about why people hold onto things like books. Many secrets of getting rid of clutter hit home and are now starting to affect other areas of our lives. They can also help other people eliminate book and other clutter in their lives. By having less and concentrating more on other areas of life, better purchases can be made that don't clutter.