I Hate Being Right

What a memorable 28th Day of May it will be for a very many years.  The meteorologist said it was supposed to be cooler than yesterday, but my thermometer topped out at 106 degrees.  I knew early this morning it was going to be another scorcher because while outside at 7:30 am doing some yard clean-up, it was already starting to get hot.  When I arrived at my office later, the heat was something like one would feel while being out in Arizona.  Thank goodness it wasn’t that humid, or everyone would’ve certainly noticed it.

Since I didn’t have any real estate related appointments other than making several calls to Realtors for showings tomorrow, I decided to get back to work at my extended, and at times daunting project which I’ve been working at for many months.  As usually, I attempt to use that time as a sort of “soul cleansing” for me.  Now please don’t think me to be a religious freak or cardinal sinner, because my coined phrase “soul cleansing” is what I believe many should do when attempting to understand themselves along with those around them.

Perhaps a psychiatrist would correct me by saying, “I think what you’re most likely doing while alone in a quiet place, is attempting to delve deeply into your subconscious for answers to questions, along with looking for direction.”  Isn’t it funny how when speaking about something with a different name, society believes we’ve got it all wrong?  A rose, is a rose, is a rose.  Remember that?

Believe it or not, one of the most tedious and time consuming part of my daunting little/big project is nearly finished, and I’ll be ready to start dancing in the streets after it is.  I think the last time I took on a project of its magnitude was about eight years ago, and before that, about twenty.

Some of you may think me to be a glutton for punishment, but in reality, I absolutely can’t walk away from something begging for my attention.  Thinking back now, I’d say I’ve made a lasting mark with several projects in our City that will survive generations after I’ve taken my own dirt nap.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful if everyone in North Iowa would step up to the plate and start giving back by taking on projects which nearly everyone would say, “Torch it, or bulldoze it.”?  I’ve discovered over the years that the reason they say that is because they can’t imagine themselves working on something in their spare time that takes longer than watching a good movie or football game.  Just now speaking about daunting tasks, I have a summer quilt that a dear old client gave me some years ago which belonged to her mother.  Whenever I look at it, I’m humbled by the number of hand stitches in that work of fabric art.

Just as I was preparing to drive home from my office after changing my clothes, I was shocked to see the dust and wind.  I couldn’t see into the next block and was thinking we were going to be hit by either another straight-line wind, tornado, or cyclone.  I was almost afraid to drive down streets that were littered with branches and debris.  There’ll be a major clean-up for our City tomorrow.  Didn’t I just mention most recently what happens when we have such unusually high temperatures?  I hate being right.

Tonight’s one-liner is:  If it isn’t broken, then forget about trying to fix it.

Joe Chodur

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