It's 9AM

Should we go extreme on moderation?

My problem is expectation.

I’ve been told that when you expect nothing, you avoid disappointment.

But as a classic thinker, I am an expert at creating expectations.

And they tend toward the positive outcomes.

Because I am at heart, an optimist.

Except…

The outcome isn’t always what I expected it to be.

Which can feel disappointing, and I have to remind myself to get over that feeling fast.

I expect to manage my time better when I have it, but the chores and to do’s grow daily.

I expect to outsource some of the automated things, and I could outsource some of the manual things, but that’s a next step solution.

Because of the substack debacle (caused by ONE person who couldn’t find a button), I have to spend five hours creating a new onboarding experience.

Spell it out in simple steps.

Which is good.

Because I like simple.

I like easy.

And I don’t want anyone at this party that doesn’t want to be here.

Of course, I’m not sure I’d want to go to a party that would let a guy like me in too, so there is that!

I could fight about it.

Sometimes I think I should.

Controversy draws attention and attention is an asset in a constantly saturated media landscape.

I could argue and debate and line up side vs side in a battle royale showdown.

Except I don’t think it would work.

There’s too much risk involved in getting drawn into a fight.

Especially when one whiny ass little Karen who can’t click a button to unsubscribe can click a button to bitch to Substack.

A 36 hour delay I’ll make up to the rest of you with a gift on Friday.

Because the best way to greet someone who wants to fight is by practicing kindness.

And I need to especially practice it today.

And yesterday.

Probably tomorrow and Saturday too.

After the Amazon snafu, this one has me redlining.

Which means I need to take a walk.

Get some sun on my face.

Have a Coke and a smile and STFU.

Especially the STFU part.

Nobody likes listening (or reading) about complaints.

Ever.

That’s why my answer to almost every “How are you?” is “Awesome” or “Fantastic.”

Who would you rather spend time with?

Someone who is having an awesome day?

Or someone who is “Fair” or “Meh?”

Sign me up for awesome anytime because it makes me curious.

Why is it awesome?

How is it awesome?

Can I partake of some of the awesomeness?

Is it contagious?

This worked especially well in my dating days.

Well, not the contagious part, because who wants any of that, but the good natured cheer and good times were always welcome.

Besides, it’s hard to create or accomplish when you’re in a bad state of mind.

The best ideas come in the shower and that’s because you are relaxed under the hot streaming water and your subconscious mind gets a chance to cut loose.

Or maybe they flow with friends over a cold one, building off the conversation with each other.

Either way, it’s hard to stay mad in a shower or over cocktails.

Though some might argue that too many cocktails can make you mad, and I couldn’t say no to that either.

So it comes back to my core belief.

All things in moderation.

(Except sweet sweet love, because if you can get more of that, I think that’s what the world needs)

Even complaining.

A complaint identifies a problem.

A source of discomfort.

And in our efforts to make the world a better place, we want to eliminate discomfort and create more solutions.

I guess what’s the “real” problem is the same complaints again and again.

Which turns from identifying and solving into just “bitching.”

Use them to fix things, and there is a place in a moderate mindset for complaints.

Use them to try and impose your will on everyone else makes you a dictator.

And that’s a no Bueno place to be.

My advice to the man in the mirror?

Don’t be a Dic…tator.

What is one thing you wish you could change?

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