And I shall....the fabulous Angela of the equally fabulous Life As I See It.
I suggest we change Rule Number One to read "Knowing what Matters and What Does not"
On to Rule Number Two from the book RULES FOR AGING by Roger Rosenblatt...
NOBODY IS THINKING ABOUT YOU.
"Yes I know, you are certain that your friends are becoming your enemies; that your grocer, garbage man, clergyman, SIL, and your dog are all of the opinion that you have put on weight, that you have lost your touch, that you have lost your mind; further more, you are convinced that everyone spends two-thirds of every day commenting on your disintegration, denigrating your work, plotting your assassination. I promise you: Nobody is thinking about you. They are thinking about themselves - just like you."
Then I have this other quote I read this week-end (thanks to Cynthia Heimel, author extraordinaire)
"When in doubt, make a fool of yourself. There is a microscopically thin line between being brilliantly creative and acting like the most gigantic idiot on earth. So what the hell, leap."
Here is the connection. I am certain that when I have one of my moments...such as telling Leo of Saw Doctors a complete fib and gushing as I babbled....or the time I spilled a drink all over the lead guitarist of Tempest and his girlfriend, those two leap to my mind immediately....that I am mortified for days.
It is nice to know that it is just a fleeting moment for them, and they never will think about it again. If they perchance ever spot me at another once of their concerts, they will not turn and run in the opposite direction.
I know this rule is riddled with cracks regarding its truthfullness,just like the first rule.
They might not think about you, but they will remember!!
This afternoon as I made my way back to the office I made a mental list of all the people I had thought of during the day.
The guy I met at IPFW, who was born in Harlan, KY. The guy I met today who went to school in Morehead, KY. My Mom, my Dad, the Angel Genie, my daughter Bridget, both my sisters, my pal G. in Florida, and then D. in Florida. My husband, dogs in general, my boss, my co-workers, A. who got her hair cut and it looks so nice and Don Johnson.
I threw in good old Don because I use to fantasize about him all the time years ago and he just popped into my head.
I was so busy thinking about everybody else, that I had little time to obsess about myself.
It was a relief, because I never ever should have gone through MacDonalds and got that double cheeseburger! I wasn't even hungry.