I have a superpower. I only discovered it recently, though it turns out it had been there all along. And for the longest time I thought it was my greatest weakness. I was continually chastised for it. I fought to suppress it. I sought counseling and read books on the subject. My greatest weakness is anger. I’m angry all the time. Even when I am relaxed, joking around, having a good time… I’m still angry. I’m angry at carelessness and waste. I’m angry about inefficiency and injustice. I’m angry because of inattention and cruelty. A turning point in my journey…
The following is a Facebook comment. I’m putting it here to see if I still think the same way in a few years, and Facebook is a black hole where things go to die. None of this is saying anything much I haven’t said before, but I like to go back and see what I used to think. For context, the comment that spawned it was: I’m just amazed that Trump got elected by working/middle class folks on a campaign about catering to them and not the rich, and then passed one of the biggest tax bills for the rich…
Every year I plan to say something I’m grateful for each day in November, and every year I forget. So here’s a list of thirty things I’m grateful for posted on December 1. For my amazing husband who worked his butt off to get a degree and as a result was able to get a job that compensates him very well and where is very highly valued. That my amazing husband hasn’t quit or been fired. For our beautiful house. For my beautiful commute. I tell you what, I’d rather drive the 45 minutes I do now than the 10…