I was watching - well, attempting to finish season one of Angel today. Not highly entertaining stuff in itself, but one of the scenes caused an epiphany.
What one sees, what you hear and what is understood, are three very separate things.
It's a really odd system in my opinion, but in my case - and Cordelia's- so true. Angel asks her to get him a stake.. and her response? 'You want a steak? Its not even midday yet..Oh. Oh. Sure.'
Mmhm, so very typically me.
Regardless, my theory applies. Think about it. Your speaking to someone and they tell you there are cats raining outside. I would automatically envision furry felines being pelted at me from the skies. But thats just me.
It isn't even logical in my case, merely an inability to read below the surface.
This brings me to another misadventure from this week, unrelated but just as odd - enrolment at the University of Sydney.
The lovely MonB and Jude accompanied me.. and I was afraid for my life about 20 minutes into the exercise. Both of the ladies became so enthusiastic about the units I was being offered that the suggestions began flying left, right, centre, midfield.. Wow.
We escaped, me with my head and mind intact about an hour after we had begun - with each of the three stages successfully endured. Form filling- ugh. Submitting- to four different people in three different places. Mug shots - lord SAVE ME!
At the end of the torture, I mean enrolment session - we all high tailed it out of there and into a bus to go home - my home- and spend some quality time with Cary Grant.
All in all a highly painful, yet fulfilling day.
Today's muddle: Is it better to dwell on things or embrace the opportunity?
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