Inspired by a particularly riling twitter thread the other day, I have been pondering the concept of sharing, guilt, and whether it is a learnt behaviour. In particular, I wanted to look at how we were taught as children to share, and how this, in turn, impacts what we then teach our own children.
So is ‘sharing caring’, or does the lesson come with a cost?
That last week of January was the longest of my life – and it ended with very deep snow that I had to trudge for 2 hours in to get to work. I say trudge, it became more of a hobble after I slipped on the ice and landed on my back. After realising I would not actually be able to sit down at work, I was allowed home to wallow in pain. Welcome to February everyone!
I broke a three year streak on Monday; for the first time since January 2016, I did not put a Vlog out on my YouTube channel. What’s more is that it was intentional. I almost caved Monday night, and was tempted to just put a short one up – a ‘Polly Filler’ if you will, but I stayed strong. Sometimes you have to break things, to correct them. Like a leg sometimes needs to be re-broken to set it straight, this streak needed to be broken so I could step back and look at where I am going. But where am I going? And do I really want to go there? Is change good, and if so, why do we fear t?
Following a chat in work about baby names, and what we might have been called had we been a different sex, I have been pondering names. Having investigated the subject as part of a ‘personal identity’ module at University, it amazes me that people are so unthinking in their choices when naming children, particularly in light of studies that cite the psychological impacts of the wrong name.
As mentioned in my last post, I have ticked ‘Drive a car’ off of the 40×40, which is now an upgraded item on the Kettlelist (I have lots of lists, if you find yourself getting confused, and I know I do, just go here) Basically I have set myself the challenge of passing my driving test.
In the Vlog I chat about how I feel it went, and time scales for getting #3 on the list finished
Writing my book
Last week, I missed my pondering. That is not to say I didn’t write one; I wrote extensively, so much so in fact that I went over my hour and still hadn’t finished, so decided to extend it and will put it out this Thursday instead. Somewhat ironically, I was so busy writing I didn’t have time to write a blog post…