- getting some ‘ink’ in Chino this afternoon, after which I’m
- riding the Harley down to Fallbrook to overnight with my aunt Chere and uncle John, so
- tomorrow I can run the Harley down to National City and
- turn it over to the shipping company that will transport it to Hawai‘i, then
- I take Amtrak and Metrolink back to Palmdale, where
- a friend gives me a lift to Mom’s house, where I
- overnight before we leave for Rocklin Wednesday morning
Oh, and sometime Tuesday I have a phone interview with a Maui high school. And that just gets me to Wednesday!
Once in Rocklin things will calm down a little... my sister and brother in law work during the day and my niece has activities, so I'll have some downtime, but I’ll be leaving almost all the work I have left to do in Lancaster. So...
I should probably be stressed. Time is ticking away, and I still have plenty left to get done. And there are moments when I feel stress, but...
Mostly, I don’t. No matter what, I’m getting on an airplane in 15 days, and after some 5 hours and 40 minutes I’ll be landing in the home of my heart, the place I’ve longed to live for some 12 years now. If that’s where I’m headed—if I’m going to live in Hawai‘i a and try to adapt to Hawai‘ian culture—it’s time I tried to adapt my attitude. I can’t (and really, I don’t want to be) the kind of person who’s always tense. That’s one of the things I hope for in making this transition; a reduction in stress.
Oh, I know I can’t avoid stress altogether, and in truth some stressors are good for me—things like significant creative or intellectual challenges, the stretch for achievement, the uncertainty that’s part of creating new relationships—but the persistent, pervasive stress that’s part of the fabric of the culture I grew up in isn’t something I want any more.
Maybe I’m already learning to let go of things that aren’t worth the worry.
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