Drop kick the routine

Routine is great. It really is. It’s safe, it’s reliable, it’s a wonderful way to get things done. The trouble is that routine very easily can become “stuck in a rut.” Routine also can create habits which while not solely bad, is not always good.

Like Sherlock Holmes, I occasionally feel chained down by the monotony of life, continually solving the same problem over and over again with no hope for advancement.

When reaching this plane of existence sometimes you need a swift kick to remind you that life is more than a schedule.

To be sure, pushing your physical, mental, and emotional limits for great lengths of time is not an ideal way to live (unless you’re a parent… so I’ve been told.) But there is something to be said about fully immersing yourself into something new and exciting to a point where you can forget all the little things that use to bother you.

Possibly the easiest example of this type of plunge is cutting off social network use. Checking sites like Facebook, Twitter, or even RSS regularly can not only become monotonous  but can be a time sink if you are not careful. The best way to help cut back from these little habits is to drop the sites cold turkey.

I have a great admiration for the people who do this and while I do not go to the lengths that others do (closing accounts, deleting apps, etc…) I do find that if I throw myself into projects I will many times not remember to check on these things.

Which I think leads to some interesting observations. When I am putting a lot of time and effort towards people or projects I am excited about or believe in I don’t have the physiological need to interact with people via these mediums.

While time to check things is certainly a factor, the reason for visiting the sites regularly is rarely because I have nothing else to do. It’s not that I don’t want to do hard work, it’s not even that I don’t have hard work to do, but more aptly that the work I have to do is not viewed as rewarding as the reward offered by seeing something fun on the social network.

There’s a lot more to the internet and social networks than I think most of us completely understand. There is a lot of subconscious and behavioral science that is probably extremely fascinating, but I don’t understand.

Which again leads back to my original thought. Sometimes you need to break out of your routine. Maybe it’s enough for you to take a three day long vacation, but to truly reset yourself you need to push yourself so far out of your zone that you can’t even find it when it’s time to go back.

Smell of Memories

65 Years

Away from home for a week, I finally return to town and after attending the visitation for my Grandmas funeral, I head to my parents home–the house that use to belong to my Grandparents.

As I open the basement door and head downstairs I am stopped by the familiar scent, the smell I associate with Grandma and Grandpa’s house.

It is a strange smell and unexpected, though not unpleasant. It is also fleeting as my body quickly adjust to the new surroundings. My heart sinks as the smell becomes imperceptible.

The smell is unique to this now fourty year old house and brings back a sensation of childhood visits. Over the thirteen years my family has now lived in this house the smell has become less common, or at least less noticed. It is only after an extended time away that I am able to catch a faint wiff of that unreproducable aroma.

Both grandparents on that side of my family are gone now, done with the troubles of this life and enjoying the endless bliss of eternal life. The familiar tangle of emotions–sadness mixed with joy–tug my heart and face in several conflicting directions while I’m paused on the staircase.

The last few steps down the stairs are slower and I duck my head instinctively to avoid the low ceiling at the bottom. I do not know the source of the smell, though I wish I did. If I could take a square of carpet or a chunk of wall and bottle up the fragrance I would. I can think of nothing more nostalgic or memorable.

My grandparents had been married for 67 years and left a legacy behind them. Children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren, art in the form of paintings, pottery, and woodcraft, stories, memories, and yes, even smells.

I’m not alone in noticing this. My siblings and friends also note the aroma. The house still has a loyalty to the couple that built it and lived in it for 30 years. I do not know how long the smell will linger, perhaps it will always be there to greet newcomers and welcome returning loved ones home. I hope that it is.

This Week in Twitter 03-30-2013

Impossibly Naive

There was an interesting discussion this week and the point was made that the only reason some people do “impossible” things is that they are naive about what they are getting themselves into.

While I understand the sentiment, I feel that there is a better clarification to be made because, as usual, I don’t think life is that simple.

There are only two reasons you would take on an impossible task.

1. You do not know that it is impossible.

2. You do not believe that it is impossible.

To take on a task known to be impossible is an exercise in futility.

If you don’t know that a task is impossible you’ll likely go in, expecting some degree of success. You may think that it will be very easy to begin with. Even if the project is daunting, your expectations will be that you will be able to pull through.

Now, there is a necessity for the determination required to complete a task. Many people will gladly take on a task, naively thinking it’ll be easy and as soon as it’s not, drop it like a hot rock. Whether the desire to complete something that was started is stubbornness, grit, stick-to-it-tive-ness, a sense of pride or duty, or more naiveté, it probably doesn’t matter, but it will dictate whether things are finished or not.

Do not discount the power of positive thinking.

In this first instance, I would expect a slower process with many stops for trouble shooting. Each problem is tackled and things move along as things are solved. This is a huge chance to learn but also an opportunity to make mistakes, both good and bad. (Hopefully good, since we’re all a bit of an idiot.)

In the second instance, if you do not believe a task is impossible, you may still recognize it as being extremely difficult. This offers a potential “buffer” from the initial idea to the actual implementation for planning that wouldn’t naturally come if the project was considered simple. This extra pre-production could potentially make the “impossible” easier to tackle and it might mean fewer mistakes and setbacks, but it also means a slower start to the actual implementation.

Personally, I would lean toward the second instance as the better of the two situations. It’s good to know what you’re getting yourself into so you can properly prepare. Whether it’s gathering materials, making plans, or just prepping mentally for a lot of hard days and late nights, a well thought out attack plan usually makes things smoother by several orders of magnitude.

Yet, I think there can also be value in jumping into something without knowing the difficulty scale. The experience of a new challenge can be exhilarating.

Of course, it’s easy to be overwhelmed and to get in over your head when you don’t understand the scope of what you’re signing up for. As usual, I think that’s the caution that needs to be mentioned. With any project, there’s a level of personal care and responsibility that needs to be allowed for. That’s one of the dangers of not having a well established plan.

It’s hard to conclude a topic like this, because ultimately, there is no right or wrong way to do anything. Every situation calls for a different tactic. Sometimes it’s good to be naive and to make mistakes, as long as those mistakes are learning experiences and don’t end up destroying you. While it’s great to have impossible tasks on your résumé, you have to weigh the costs, most instances don’t dictate the need for a martyr.

Which brings me to my dad’s favorite saying. “Moderation in everything, including moderation.” Sometimes you just need to be extreme.

This Week in Twitter 03-23-2013

A Stream of Thoughts on Rivers

I don’t get rivers.

I mean, I understand the concept: water in a high place flows to a less high place. I just can’t fathom why they don’t stop.

Perceptually I have never experienced anything that doesn’t run out. Well, that’s not entirely true. The tap in my house seems to never run dry, but the small half inch pipe that runs to the faucet provides a minimal gallons per minute expenditure of liquid. The creek at the bottom of our yard, however, is probably flowing at a few dozen gallons per second. (Probably more.)

High Creek

I just can’t fathom that there is that much water that still hasn’t rushed downhill yet. And it just keeps coming. It doesn’t stop.

This is just in my own back yard. Don’t even get me started on Niagara Falls.

Niagra falls ECU

Wikipedia tells me that Niagara Falls has an average almost four million cubic feet of water flowing over the edge every minute. That’s the size of a football field and 70 feet tall. And that’s just one minute’s worth of water.

I can’t confirm this, but I’m pretty sure Niagara runs 24/7. I don’t think they turn it off at night and refill the tanks. That’s a lot of water.

Thats. A. Lot. Of. Water.

My perception of space and time is rather warped, I’m guessing most people’s is, mainly because we travel from place to place really quickly and typically don’t have to deal with things that are mind boggling huge.

I’ve pretty much given up on trying to wrap my head around it, but I still think it’s pretty crazy.