Quite a Night

[days_unfolding]

So, yes, the Cubs won the World Series. My Facebook and Twitter feeds are blowing up with glee. Am I an awful person for not caring very much? I suppose that the "never give up" moral is a good one though. Okay, congratulations to the Cubs and Chicago. I haven't lived there for umpteen years, which is part of my detachment. However, people are screaming down here too, and some idiot set off a firecracker or shot a gun in the air (probably the latter). THAT I'm really unhappy about.

It was raining this morning, and I figured that the rain was done for today. Wrong-o. It started pouring close to the time that I went to dinner. I had left my umbrella in the car, and got soaked retrieving it. Then my feet got soaked when I went out to my car to go to dinner because the street was flooded. Then someone was parked in my spot when I got home. I honked for quite a while, but no one came out. I got more soaked looking for a visitor's spot to park in. Then I called the building management and complained. That worked.

I've been mulling over the Zen precepts, one of which is to be kind to others. I blew that tonight, but I'm not willing to let people walk all over me. I suppose that I could have called about the person parking in my spot without getting genuinely mad though. At least I'm asking the right questions.

Comments

[ravengirl.livejournal.com]

I don't think something like that makes anyone "awful"! We each get into different things in different phases of life, I think. I was never big on baseball or football, but liked hockey and soccer. Now it's baseball, hockey and FUTBALL. haha!

Did the management company have that car towed from your spot? That's how it's done. ;) But yes, as I get angrier about Life matters (patriarchy, justice, and equality chief among them) I do keep in mind that "going with the flow" is better for my health, and that can often translate into kindness (or simply tolerance) which helps me and doesn't ruffle feathers further. It's not avoidance, which I know a lot about, and I fail a lot, but I try. You know what helps? I lower my speaking voice. I speak clearly, but by remaining aware of my voice, I keep my words and volume in check-- and for some reason, that helps my mind focus on the issue as something to resolve, not something to be mad about. I dunno. It seems to help me! haha

We do our best, right? That's living.