Developing Usable Experiences

The pressure that is no pressure.

June 8th, 2007 10:11 pm —  127 views

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I’ve been reflecting on the pressure I impose on myself. Pressure about how I should be at work, how I should be in my marriage, how I should be in relation to academic pursuits. I get so easily worked up over grades. Not that I’m taking any classes this summer, but I’m thinking back a month or two.

In fact, I’m thinking back this week to circumstances that unfold in my workplace. If I allow myself, I can get worked up about the littlest things. I know none of it really matters, but this knowledge doesn’t always come up in time to prevent the foot to the mouth.

I blogged on Monday. Since then a number of event filled days have passed. I shot a 54 this week at golf…which is 3 strokes above my average. Not terrible really, but the 5+ balls I lost has depleted my stock to the point of needing to get more. Work makes the days pass quickly while distorting my sense of time.

My wife went to the hairdresser this week. All things considered, I’d give this visit for her a 7.6. I went on a boat ride with a coworker for dinner at a lake side restaurant. We ate pizza on the pontoon with friends that live on the chain of lakes. That was fun but made me yearn for the familiarity and closeness of people around you that you’ve grown up with.

It is sort of late on a Friday. The Tigers weren’t doing that well against the Yankees when I came back and started fussing around with my computers. The wife had fallen asleep with a cat on her lap, relaxing in the cool breeze coming in from the windows. She’s gone to bed now and I’m not far behind. Tomorrow we’ll be working on filling a bed near a retaining wall in our backyard.

This picture was of a tree located on the 15th hole. My partner was looking for his ball when I grabbed my camera for this shot. The split trunk shows adaptation and a will to survive.

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