I find it interesting the thoughts I have and mull over.  I guess I am a practical person in the sense that often I think, “how does that relate to what I do?”
For example, I have been giving some thought recently to the fact that sometimes my concept is not the way it is.  But that does not mean the way it is, is at fault?
I was thinking about an orange. (A real juicy one).  If I had never seen an orange before I could imagine it being four times bigger than it is.  I may have heard an orange is good to eat and contains vitamins and juice.  I may be real hungry and think if I can find an orange I can find sustenance and vitamins good for me.
Yet when I find the orange it is four times smaller than I imagined.  Has the orange failed me or has my imagination?  I reckon it is healthy for me to adapt to the new reality, and try to locate four oranges.
I am thinking that way because I know it is possible to be disappointed when something turns out to not be the way I thought it was.  To me, disappointment is natural, as is moving on.  It is un-natural and unhealthy to throw my hands up in despair when something does not turn out to be the way I thought it was.
I see that sort of thing in the mowing.  Yes the time has arrived and I intend to do it.  My concept is it should take 45 minutes.  But it actually may be different than I imagine.  The grass is pretty thick and may require going over twice.  It seems there may be a bit of dew around and that could slow me down.  In fact, the mowing may take longer than I anticipate.
Do I not mow because it is different to what I imagined?   The answer for me is to still do it no matter how long it takes.  The grass is there no matter if I mow or not.  It will continue to grow and as it is seeding (as it does this time of year) there will be more of it.
I feel it is healthy and wise to adjust to the reality I am faced with.  To me the truth of a matter always liberates.  Getting over the disappointment allows me to adjust and hence grow as a person.  But holding on to disappointment hinders my growth as a person (and perhaps means the lawn does not get cut! And it needs it)

I have a book that I have been flipping through.  It is called “Quotable Quotes.”  I am liking some of the things I am reading.
I must admit sometimes I will quote quotes with a slight variation.  My thinking is just because something is a quote or a well-used phrase, does not mean it is right to me. 
I have used quotes and they are rightly coming back to be used against me. I often say “there’s nothing like a good joke, and that’s nothing like a good joke.”  Something else I often say that I have actually heard no one else say is “if I knew what my blind spot was, it wouldn’t be a blind spot.”  The other thing I sometimes say that I have heard no where else is, “when iron sharpens iron there are sparks.”  That is from “as iron sharpens iron so a man sharpens the countenance of a friend.”
I am actually looking at quotes in the book on friendship.   Something said that rings true with me is a quote by Harry Emerson Fosdick, “no man is the whole of himself, his friends are the rest of him.”  I am not sure about the way it is put, but it is something I very much hold to.  That is, I need others.  Bit like the quote, “no man is an island.”  My part may be infinitesimal as another’s on me may be, yet I know in coping I have a multitude of influences I take on board.
That reminds me of something else I saw yesterday.  It was commenting how many think “what is the use as what I have is like only a drop in the ocean.”  It had me think, but the ocean is made up of many drops.  So I would say every voice matters.  Some are to be embraced, while others are to be rejected.  Whatever the case though, when handled right, whatever comes my way will make me a stronger person.
Another one I like is by Charles L. Allen. “You can make more friends in a month by being interested in them than in ten years by trying to get them interested in you.”  I have found that.  Most want a listening ear.  They want to be heard.  It seems being heard is something that does not occur as often as it could.  It seems the one who shouts the loudest today is often heard and acted upon, but what is proposed is often not in the best interests of many.
When it comes to friendships, I have a saying that is close to me. I have no idea who said it first but it sure was not me. “a friend is someone who, when you make a mistake, does not think you have done a permanent job.”
I need those sorts.

Darn.  Rats. Drat.  And other words I don’t really mean.  I was all set to mow the lawn when I got a phone call.  It had taken me a while to get to the point where I was going to mow the lawn, and then events conspired against me.
I had had a doctor’s appointment in the morning.  This doctor is hard to get, so I book a day each month for the next six months or so.
So at 8.10 I was waiting for him.  I saw him arrive and talk to the receptionist.  He was in no hurry at all.  Then he called my name and apologised.  He was expecting someone else and did not know I was there to see him.  Anyway it was a regular check up and when I said “what’s this” referring to something I had seen on my leg, he informed me it was a skin cancer.  I am booked in for a full skin check and a couple of biopsies.
I then went home and had an early sleep.  Merril had some banking to do and wanted to get a couple of things.
It was then I thought, “I will mow while she is gone.”  So I got the mower out and my headphones (I like to listen to music while I mow).  It was then the phone rang.  It was a Marcel from BWD who said he would be here in 15 minutes to get measurements of the door for the dishwasher.  I was expecting Jake from the company at 3 pm.
I thought “I can’t mow when I expect someone to come.”  So I waited.  He turned up.  Apparently he is the expert in dishwasher doors.  He had an off sider with him.  They did stuff.  One thing I really liked is the off sider was checking the doors opening and one I said, “good luck closing that one?”  He told me if there are problems like that then just turn this thing.  Hey presto it worked a treat.
Jake was phoned and he was in the area and came too.  So there were workers all through the kitchen.  The first two left and Jake remained doing stuff.
By this time it had started to rain and there went any chanced of mowing.  Hence the insincere drat.
Oh well it is still there to be mowed.  Probably a later in the week thing now as the weather is still very iffy and the lawn very wet.  Anyway, I have other things to get done.