Whistle While You Work

Tim has such a great outlook on work. He doesn’t fret over it – he just does it. He puts in a good days work and feels good at the end of the day. He has a general list of things he must get done during the month and then he’ll have a few special projects that must take precedence over the general “rat killin.” He likes his co-workers and enjoys what he does. He can find the positive in almost every situation and doesn’t seem to worry about anything.

His positive personality has really helped me realize that worrying is a waste of my time. I know this with my rational mind, but is hard to do. He has a way of helping me to see that there are some things that time is just going to have to work out. Or that I can’t change a situation by worrying over it. Or it is really someone else’s duty to fix a problem. He doesn’t waste time fretting over situations.

Fret. Worry. Anxiety. Panic. Fuss. Unease. Apprehension.

What a waste of time. I can think of a gazillion ways I would rather spend my time than to spend it doing those things. Can I save the planet by fretting over whether or not I drive a hybrid? Can I change the outcome of the election by being anxious? Can I get rid of the mold in my refrigerator by fussing? What about my health or the state of my checkbook or my children? Can I change things with the mental gymnastics of negative thoughts and gloom and doom scenarios?

Thankfully, Tim has shared a good dose of his practicality with me and it has helped to change how I face problems. His philosophy is . . . a good bowl of popcorn and a funny flick can do wonders.

I sure do love this man.