I have never taken a toilet off its base, uninstalled and reinstalled it for the elderly that are around during this renovation…it reminds me why I gave up windows operating system and went to a mac in 1989...i simply wanted to use the tools to work, not sit there all day and install software.
you know, I am at my folks kitchen table with a glazed look upon my eyes, a very tired body and while I am not where I want to be, I am closer than the infamous events of, “where are the parts?” last Saturday, that turned around the logical and rational plans into what is a big workaround all week. it is kind of like computer animation software in the 1990’s, you had to know 10 programs to really do anything and with each workaround, you had a little knowledge in the back of your brain for how to do something that had no “formal” way. I guess I live my life that way? if you can explain the, “why?” to anything…I am fine with it anyone’s ideas and construct.
here is a bizarre example. I actually followed an elderly woman spinster on Instagram for a few days who is a fashionista wannabe and is writing her ideas, thoughts, and beliefs. where I am at in life, It doesn’t sound like a Ph.D. scientist, rather a woman that has been hurt in her past that is trying to go for a young look. mind you, what I am writing is not a criticism of the person, but what I observed.
I can tell you why I post the images I do. I like photography, feel like you need little talent with today’s cameras, but I get enjoyment of finding interesting images, and instead of having to go in a dark room, play with chemicals and then make prints ( that part was fun) - you simply open photoshop, crop and upload – voila…you have a stream of images about whatever that are inserted into a world where I am really too old, tired, have been to many rodeos to care about some “brand” on social media. I simply like that I learned to shoot and crop in traditional sizes but also have the square crop in it. is this boring you yet? what I do have is reasons. and like this blog is attached to nothing…if someone wants to know about me, “go read it and find out about me. truth is few will ever go to it, much less get past the front page.
so, Ms. spinster took a bit of a turn in that I have a lot of question for her or any other fashionista type. “what is the purpose of posting the same image of yourself in the same selfie pose each day with different outfits?” it is a serious question, as I don’t understand the psychology of it, or the reasons given for it with the comments Ms. spinster made. maybe I was expecting more depth than the fashion and makeup facade.
when I looked in the eyes of the person, It appeared to be more pain and covering up than anything. it is like a lot of the algorithm research, I simply don’t get people posting images of themselves over and over? why?
my flight attendant friends all tend to be very attractive women, yet, as they fly around the planet I am seeing them in a photo in some city that has an amazing culture to see and show. I guess the “look at me” is more important than, “look at this!”
there is a psychological principle of all this called the “spotlight effect” it is how we view our self-image and mistakes we might have made in public and how it affects our self-image. we have a tendency to think people remember or care about what we did. the reality is few cares, fewer remember and the only one holding the bad is you and your perception of the embarrassing spotlight effect exposing yourself
so maybe I just wrote myself in the answer to my morning question. to come face to face with yourself is not usually a pleasant thing when you go past the reality of the good, bad, and ugly that resides in each of our human imperfections. once you go there, it is like a lot of the stuff of the world gets stripped or washed off and you wonder, “why was I doing that?”
since I am not a psychiatrist, I can only guess that many are using social media as another form of make-up to project the best self they can each day. instead of different choices of lipstick colors, one puts a different set of clothing on and shoots the same image each day.
if you look beyond the makeup – you see some clues inside each person that resides behind the make-up. it is really fascinating how and what people value in various parts of the world. we all want love – but how we value it – is very different. some want romantic, others selfish and a few are selfless.
these interesting thoughts that I will ponder while putting up the last tiles on this massive shower build…it looks really nice, has all the features I could think of for the elderly except the “emergency” button to 9-11 for help if one is stuck on the toilet. I told mom the “no help here button” was out of the budget. but now that I am laughing about it…it will be nice. I am happy with dad having extra handrails and mom will christen the completion with her candles and perhaps a drink…it is just a pain in the ass doing workarounds with elderly around.
I have never taken a toilet off its base, uninstalled and reinstalled it, with elderly around during this renovation…it reminds me why I gave up windows operating system and went to a mac in 1989
I think back to the panic in my face one week ago, calling my folks, “where are the rest of the parts for the shower you want?”
they wonder why I go into stores and all the employees know me.
“it isn’t because they know me, they were all the folks trying to help solve your missing piece issues last weekend.”
“oh that is so sweet, they seem very nice.”
either they are oblivious, or I am in oblivion – a dream like a sort of purgatory where I am doing penance for all the crap I did as a kid?
i can't make this shit up...now dad is running to get his bb gun cause a vermin is in the yard. i am surprised an alarm system for defon 5 doesn't go off. am i dreaming? is this reality?