Bitch on the Blog

April 3, 2014

Time out

Filed under: Atmosphere — bitchontheblog @ 14:02
Tags: , , ,

Hello Sweethearts, I am so overcome with the necessities of life I need to take a breather and throw myself, not for the first time, at your collective, gender dependent, bosoms and chests. Shoulders will do.

To paraphrase an old chestnut: I am looking for a tree whilst standing in the woods. At least I am not Gretel.

Goethe said something along the lines of “Der Anfang ist die heitere Schwelle der Erwartung”. Roughly translated as “The beginning is expectation’s gay doorstep”. Why does a quote always sound better in its original language? Particularly when the language is German. Let’s leave that consideration for another time. Some questions are worth asking. Not all can be answered.

There are no two ways about it, and I don’t want sympathy just a kick up the ass: I have misplaced part of myself. The efficient part.

Some people are given to analyzing everything about their lives to the hilt. I am not one of them. I know crap when I see it without having to route out the reasons. I am a ‘doer’ not a ‘dweller’. Actually no, the second part of the last sentiment is mostly though not strictly true.

Where were we: Goethe. He had it nailed. It’s also well known that nothing is more difficult than to begin something. Other than finishing it. It’s when you swelter somewhere in the nowhere discomfort of the middle your souffle is in danger of sinking.

Which reminds me of swimming in a lake, a cold lake at that. Are you the type of person, dipping in a toe, retreating, making up an idiotic excuse? Dipping in a toe, shrieking (quietly) whilst slowly wading into the inevitable, your heart full of wonder why on earth you ever agreed to go swimming here in the first place? Or do you just want to get the shock over with and throw yourself full length in, gasping for air, frozen for a ghastly second, warmth enveloping you in not too long an instant?

Wet hug,

U

 

Advertisements

9 Comments »

  1. It is much easier to throw yourself in at a pool than a lake. At least my lake has a long shallow entrance, making the transition a bit slow. Getting out isn’t too bad now that spring weather is upon us.

    Comment by Looney — April 3, 2014 @ 14:20 | Reply

    • Looney, hi. I thought you had forsaken me. Did think of you as I was writing my post when I got to the swimming bit.

      Even if there is ‘a long shallow entrance’ (as with most lakes – by no means all) people have that choice whether to wade in inch by inch (oh my god, beware when the cold reaches your stomach level) or as fast as they can. One day I’ll make a chart of all those people in my life I am interested in and put them in my three categories. Obviously not the ones I have already gone swimming with – that would be cheating since I was present. Boy oh boy, do those I witnessed fit their chart in life.

      The getting out I find utter comfort. Not because I want to leave the womb like warm water of the lake once you got used to it. Not at all. But the cold/spring air nipping at your wet self whilst huddling in a – usually on the small side – towel. Delicious. As all contrast is.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — April 3, 2014 @ 14:52 | Reply

      • I hadn’t quite thought of this as a personality test, but it would probably work. I tend to go in deliberately. Neither pausing nor rushing.

        The fun part is when you put your face down into the cold water and the nerves in your face send a reflex signal to your heart and lungs causing the heart to slow drastically. Breathing goes wildly up, and panic sets in.

        Comment by Looney — April 3, 2014 @ 17:12 | Reply

  2. We have a description of a personality called Aaramba Shoora. The first word means Starting and the second Expert. These are people who are great starters of all kinds of activities but do not stay the course. People are funny.

    Comment by Rummuser — April 3, 2014 @ 14:58 | Reply

    • My mother, no fool, direct, not intellectualizing anything, observed the other day that my sister – the one who currently gives great grievance to a few people in her life whilst looking radiant – is one who never finishes anything. Other than finishing off people. Sounds harsh. And surprised me coming from my mother who will defend her children beyond the indefensible.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — April 3, 2014 @ 16:53 | Reply

  3. Some people would say starting something is the easy bit. It’s actually finishing it that can be the hard part. Ask all those aspiring writers who never got past chapter one.

    Comment by nick — April 3, 2014 @ 16:43 | Reply

    • Yes, Nick. Please do see my reply to Ramana. Some people do jump in feet first without a thought as to how to get to the finishing line. That’s the benign version. The often more true one: They run out of stamina. Not necessarily their fault.

      By way of anecdote and a glimpse into how I work:: I once took a swimming test (30 minutes). 11 years old or so. Summer. Lake. Life guard in his tower. Eventually I gave up. I couldn’t do it anymore. Was so disappointed in myself as I staggered out. Here is the IMPORTANT bit: I’d been out there for ONE and A HALF hours. Lifeguard had completely forgotten about me, thus not giving a signal. There is a moral in that story.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — April 3, 2014 @ 16:59 | Reply

  4. Beginning something is easy as long as you have some idea of how to do it… start it that is…….

    Comment by magpie11 — April 4, 2014 @ 11:03 | Reply

  5. Dive right in, freeze the gonads and everything else while hoping it isn’t so cold that you attempt to take a breath whilst under water.. And though a good cook, souffles are not on my to-do list ever. Luckily, if I start something muddling through to the finish is not so bad. On occasion I do have trouble getting started – and usually I find it best to simply ignore the subject for a bit and return to it at a later time/date. Hmm – does that qualify as procrastination or simply effective time management?

    Comment by shackman — April 4, 2014 @ 13:28 | Reply


RSS feed for comments on this post. TrackBack URI

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.

%d bloggers like this: