Your prompt for #JusJoJan the 6th and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “just do it.” Use the phrase “just do it” somewhere in your post, or write a post in the spirit of the phrase. Enjoy!
Sorry I don’t know who this guy is. But I found this GIF on Tenor.
Sir, I’m waiting for traffic to slow. In LA or Orange County you sometimes have to take a chance. I did and lived without my broken car for a couple weeks. Yes, the driver saw me but plowed right into the side of my car. Traffic down there is brutal. Kindness is hard to find.
I’m waiting to see if it’s something I really want. Dangers abound. The high dive has no rails out on the board. People have slipped and become vegetables from hitting their heads on the way down. What benefit will climbing all those rings and walking out into space give me? Experiences. Yes, I did it a few times. I gave it up because it was cold outside of the water. Time wasted from actual swimming.
I’m overcoming the fear of tomatoes flying. Irrational, yes. But what else keeps me from the stage. Just do it? I’ll look like a complete fool. The purpose? Experiences. And I grew to love singing on stage. It felt fantastic to relate to that many people at a time.
On the other hand I found dealing with folks one-on-one far scarier and daily. Everyone wants to fix me. Am I not allowed to have frustration without someone jumping in and telling me I’m wrong? Can I not melt down in some kind of space of my own? Aw, but that is a different topic. Not having a place for just me is getting so frustrating. Is it any wonder I don’t just do it? I don’t feel safe enough to express.
Ever.
Time to knit. My own world is soft and productive.
Darswords 
I need to work on some things too, since I tend to offer some unsolicited advice at times. Sorry if I ever did that with you. I’m a fixer at heart myself, but I don’t mean to overstep.
No, I never noticed it. And mostly I try to learn what I can from others. You know, we parents have tried to help as we can and even after the kids are adults it’s hard to let go of the teacher inside. But everyone is free to accept or reject our advice, right?
My problem is, and maybe you experience it, too, in the RV, finding alone places where you can vent without people around to have hurt feelings. My frustration is within me, not someone else’s fault. Ya know what I mean?💜💜💜
Yes ma’am, absolutely!
(hugs) It is hard in a small shared space, but also sometimes it’s hard because one is expected to always be in control, have a positive attitude, whatever. You do what you need to do. I support you, with empathy.
Our place is far larger than our apartment in Reno, but I think it is more that second bit. I try to be positive and upbeat, so when my grouchy self shows up it can become a thing, you know? But I am trying to let everyone know what they see isn’t instant access. In there spaces they get frustrated but none of us try to rescue or even point it out. But I don’t have a space any more. So they need to allow me my trials to solve or listen when I ask for actual help. I know you’ve been through this.
Thanks for the support and empathy.🤗💜❤️
say hey
well this is to day
shovel snow
and just so
hey!
Hey!