
Sunday mornings. The best in my opinion which of course means nothing. I stress that a lot in this blog and I hope anyone that reads it understands that I’m not always right and I never claim to be. It is funny to me how people seem to think everything they say or do is perfection. They are so in love with themselves and their thoughts on how things “should” be they forget that real life is at best organized chaos.
We get so set in our ways and our thinking that any kind of change becomes weird and the older we get the harder it becomes to see things from a different angle. I want to express this is the exact reason why all of us should make an effort to speak to people with different thoughts than our own. I usually relax on Sunday mornings and will clean around the apartment while watching something pointless on TV. True to form this AM I noticed the TV stand had a layer of dust forming and grabbed some windex to clean it off. The last time it was wiped down was over Easter weekend while my nieces were in town.
My 10 year niece helped me clean up and was in charge of moving all the items off the stand which includes pictures, some awards, and things I’ve acquired over the years that I like to look at. I’ve had this particular tv stand for about 6 years now and most of the items on it have been there for most of that time. I take them off, wipe it down, and put them back nearly the same way every time. The actual placement isn’t always the same, but the idea of it always is. It is such a small thing that I’ve never even thought about making a change to it and honestly why would I?

I let my niece do her thing and never gave it a second thought until I saw how she put everything back. It was in the shape of a half moon and I’ve never thought for a moment to do it like that. My first reaction was to go and “fix” it to be the way it has always been, but I stopped myself. I smiled and decided to leave it for the simple reason that it was different. It didn’t hurt anything. No person or thing would be harmed with it being this way instead of the format I’ve become accustomed to.
It seems like a small thing and it is, but it is also huge. Life changing. How can it be life changing Bucky?? Shut up. Told you to stop asking questions. Sorry the voices in my head get to loud sometimes and I have to put them in their place. It is a reminder that doing something different doesn’t make it wrong. In fact we learn by doing things differently. What do you learn doing the same thing over and over? How do you grow talking to the same people over and over?? Eating the same food, shopping at the same store, and on and on. What if every sporting event ended the same way?? Your team wins by 4 points. How long until that gets insanely mundane and boring.

To me life is about experiences and learning from them. I truly love going to new places and meeting new people. In fact I thrive on it. I’m in my element when I’m somewhere brand new about to do something I know nothing about. The middle shelf of my TV stand reminds me of that everyday now and I absolutely love it. My niece gave me the greatest gift I’ve gotten in a long time and it cost nothing, but yet out of all my “treasures and pictures” it is my new favorite.
If everyone on Earth thought and acted exactly like you there would be no surprises, no change, and nothing to get excited about. Be thankful we are all different and celebrate it.
FknBucky
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