Life is Messy

I tend to be someone who likes order and organization.  I’m not much for chaos.

I’m the guy who is always on time or early.  Tardiness is unacceptable and irritates me.

Everything has a place.  And everything is in it’s place.

I keep the house tidy and clean.  Even if it means something every day.

I’m not a fan of casseroles.  When I eat, I should have one of those compartment plates, meat in one compartment, veggies in another, rice in the third.

But life is messy.  People are different.  Patients present with multiple issues and don’t always understand.  They want it all now.  Funny thing is, i’m like that to.  Aren’t you?

So life is messy.  I “Rob Peter to pay Paul.”  I realize every decision I make affects someone else, sometimes in a negative way.  Hopefully not, but that’s life…. sometimes it’s messy.

When life get’s messy, I want to instantly clean it up.  That’s not always possible.  Sometimes it takes time to clean up the mess.  It can take months, even years or decades to clean up some messes.  Especially when other people are involved.  We think differently, act differently, relate differently.  We see things differently, hear things differently, rationalize differently.  Even people of like circumstances and interests will relate differently.

This is why I need to sit down, talk and listen.  It’s why I need to learn about and express myself better.  What makes me tick?  That way others will relate to me better and I them also.  Once I know myself, then I can begin to learn about others.