Change is the only thing that is constant in this world. In such a scenario, to try and fight this change does not make sense. Rather, one should adapt and learn to benefit from the change. Unfortunately, most individuals are interested in fighting change and preventing it from happening. They may succeed once or twice. However, they certainly will not succeed at all times. In the long run, the smartest way to manage change is by changing yourself.
Change is the only thing that is constant in this world. In such a scenario, to try and fight this change does not make sense. Rather, one should adapt and learn to benefit from the change. Unfortunately, most individuals are interested in fighting change and preventing it from happening. They may succeed once or twice. However, they certainly will not succeed at all times. In the long run, the smartest way to manage change is by changing yourself.
There can be many signs of a cheating wife but one or two of these are not conclusive enough without some form of evidence. The first things to look out for are changes in behavior or routine. You live with her all the time, so it should not be too difficult to notice when she is doing things out of the ordinary. If she has a job, and has started to come home late sometimes, or is being told she has to work away etc, then these are things to watch out for. If this is happening, you can do a few things to check out the situation. You could ring the office to speak to her, or think of an excuse to check in with her main office when she is supposed to be away.
Now, I’m not trying to be deliberately condescending here, but I’ve found this to be the case very often in my life: some people are great at listening, while others are horrendous. It’s not their fault, it’s just that they never learned how to. So, with that in mind, here is my advice in list form on how to be a good friend and listen more:
1) Say you work for a red diesel suppliers and you’ve just gone to work in some shoes that you love. You weren’t worried, you never spilt any on your shoes, until today…when a barrel breaks and spills chemicals all over your shoes and trousers! Nightmare. That’s them ruined. You are now traumatized and need to speak to someone who can listen. You decide to call Doug.
What should you do differently next time with Doug or someone else?
There have been many civilisations that have gone before us, and we would surely be naive to think that ours will be around forever. There has been much talk of the end of the world coming in 2012, which I think is a lot of hype around misunderstood information (like the Y2K bug!). But it is almost a certainty that at some point in the earth’s history in a few thousand years, future archaeologists will be searching for clues on our civilisation.
Growing up, my dad used to drink a lot of whisky. Not so much it made me feel anxious – and he certainly never got more than nicely tipsy – but enough I could smell it on him. Enough that the house was filled with this strangely alluring scent every single evening. I’d come out of my room and smell it, and I suppose now I do associate the smell of whisky with dad.
I, myself, don’t like to drink. I don’t know why that is: in theory I should love my drink. But that’s not to say that every now and again I don’t dabble. And recently it happened that my dad and I had some whisky together. Like two old boys we were, drinking out on the porch together, having a right old good time.
whenever he has a Fireball in him he sleeps like a log an snores like the devil
This last time was an even more special occasion that normal, as it happens. The reason for that? Well, that’s easy. Dad had him some fireball whisky (33%) and he wanted to share it with his son; wanted to bond with me and sit about and talk like old timers. I couldn’t turn that down, and I guess that deep down it is possible I am developing my dad’s love of whisky in a similar way (and, strangely enough, at a similar time in life to when he developed a love for the stuff). I really don’t mind that. In fact, it’d probably feel like carrying on some ancient important tradition.
Made with Canadian whisky – the good stuff, my dad says – and with naturally lovable cinnamon flavours, this stuff is beautiful and the cinnamon is anything but for show. In fact, it feels like a vital part of the recipe. Now, I doubt I could drink any other kind of whisky and enjoy it as much as this stuff. It would seem that dad has got me hooked.
The future? Will I start drinking more of this stuff? It’s quite possible, and you know what, I really wouldn’t mind. It hasn’t done dad any harm in all the years he’s been around, and one thing is for sure: whenever he has a Fireball in him he sleeps like a log an snores like the devil (and that isn’t an exaggeration. All he is missing are the horns on his head…man, as much as I love my dad and would do anything for him, I wouldn’t want to be in my mum’s shoes living in that house!).
As always most of what I have to say really has nothing to do with anything at all, it’s more just my written observations of things in the world (and my life) that piss me off and I feel deserve some attention. I was getting fuel for my auto the other day and noticed a couple of tourists who were also filling up their rental car. They were complaining about the cost of fuel and how it didn’t matter where More
The title for this blog, as is possibly quite unsurprising, comes from a drunken man who I overheard at the bar last week. He was so intoxicated that he said he couldn’t remember what a Gerbil looked like or what kind of thing jam was mostly made of, but that’s beside the point. The point is that he was having a small row with his girlfriend and I had been listening in carefully, leaning on the bar in such a More
My best friend doesn’t look like either of her parents. It is something that has plagued her, her whole life. The ironic (or interesting) twist to the story is that when she was young, she looked just like her sister. As they aged they looked increasingly different. This brings up a lot of interesting questions that cannot really be resolved with a DNA Test. Both of her parents are now dead, and it seems that not having the parents More
I was having a consultation on the laser tattoo removal process recently when I saw a report on the television in the waiting area. The report was one cautioning us about the harmful chemicals that are the foods we eat each day. Here is a bit of what was said.
Most of us are oblivious to the presence of harmful chemicals in the food which we consume every day. This means we could actually be loading up on the chemicals More
