what does that mean? You have nothing in it? Do nothing in it? I don't understand. Please, use more words. I go in, turn on the radio, look around, and decide where to start, what to do, what to putter around with, and whether it's finally time to look at the stuff I put on the shelves 22 years ago, or deal with the things I've stored in there in boxes, or is it time to change the U joints, fuel filter, etc
You never heard about "nothing box"? It is a theory about the male brain that men can "switch off" their thoughts and enter a state of "nothing", allowing them to detach from stress and process their emotions. It's a metaphor for a hypothetical space in the brain where men can find moments of relaxation without constantly processing their thoughts. Place where you can escape from outside word, outside problems, just... calm, peace and your own things. Mark Gungor have grate sketch about that: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SZ6mVumHY9I
Yes, there indeed are times when simply entering my shop/garage and contemplating the accumulated contents and associated memories can be therapeutic but at my age somewhat sad as well. A couple of years into my 80th decade significantly limits what I can accomplish. Decreased physical strength and endurance dictates what I can and cannot successfully endeavor and/or accomplish. Long-term projects are realistically out of the question due to ever encroaching health issues. That hurts the most, so many projects still waiting for my focus and attention...
I hope you get a younger friend to take over, while you mentor and assist, if you can find the enthusiasm I have for that sort of thing. It's a lot like teaching. It bugs me to have finally achieved the accumulation of things I wanted, (not everything of course! But a couple things I wanted badly decades ago, as I feel we are only older versions of our younger selves, able to TREAT that younger version to what we wanted then) and have the issue of feeling stress that now, at 54, seeing all the other people in their 50s die, and my grand dads die young, etc, that I'm past my expiration date and might not get to do the things I want to with those things. Like, I got my 69 Dodge, big block, 6 pack, ready to drag race, and upgraded it so I can road track it too... but life and the chaos of our times, took away all the drag strips in So Cal, put rebuilding the engine at around 10k to 20k, etc. I finally accumulated the hand tool collection I want. Haven't used them in years. Needed them in my 20s. I often feel I've only accumulated the stuff that makes me me happy, when I'll likely kick the bucket, and have no one to inherit them who wants the stuff, or appreciates it. Hell, my sister is my inheritor, and doesn't want my stuff. 2 cars, a commuter and the Dodge, the book collection, blu ray collection, tools, etc. SO annoying! But going into the garage is a wonderful place to putter around, peace and serenity of going through boxes of stuff I've held onto since I was a teen, like the art class stuff. I had a good time in high school, and miss the classmates, so I made a reunion page on facebook https://www.facebook.com/groups/1806331469581200 anyway... hey! I need your mailing address so I can send you an Xmas card!
It's our "nothing box".
ReplyDeletewhat does that mean? You have nothing in it? Do nothing in it? I don't understand. Please, use more words. I go in, turn on the radio, look around, and decide where to start, what to do, what to putter around with, and whether it's finally time to look at the stuff I put on the shelves 22 years ago, or deal with the things I've stored in there in boxes, or is it time to change the U joints, fuel filter, etc
DeleteYou never heard about "nothing box"? It is a theory about the male brain that men can "switch off" their thoughts and enter a state of "nothing", allowing them to detach from stress and process their emotions. It's a metaphor for a hypothetical space in the brain where men can find moments of relaxation without constantly processing their thoughts. Place where you can escape from outside word, outside problems, just... calm, peace and your own things. Mark Gungor have grate sketch about that: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SZ6mVumHY9I
Deleteah! I did see that sketch a long time ago... forgot all about it! Thanks! I get it now, yup, just open the garage door, turn off the brain.
DeleteYes, there indeed are times when simply entering my shop/garage and contemplating the accumulated contents and
ReplyDeleteassociated memories can be therapeutic but at my age somewhat sad as well. A couple of years into my 80th decade
significantly limits what I can accomplish. Decreased physical strength and endurance dictates what I can and cannot
successfully endeavor and/or accomplish. Long-term projects are realistically out of the question due to ever encroaching
health issues. That hurts the most, so many projects still waiting for my focus and attention...
I hope you get a younger friend to take over, while you mentor and assist, if you can find the enthusiasm I have for that sort of thing. It's a lot like teaching. It bugs me to have finally achieved the accumulation of things I wanted, (not everything of course! But a couple things I wanted badly decades ago, as I feel we are only older versions of our younger selves, able to TREAT that younger version to what we wanted then) and have the issue of feeling stress that now, at 54, seeing all the other people in their 50s die, and my grand dads die young, etc, that I'm past my expiration date and might not get to do the things I want to with those things.
DeleteLike, I got my 69 Dodge, big block, 6 pack, ready to drag race, and upgraded it so I can road track it too... but life and the chaos of our times, took away all the drag strips in So Cal, put rebuilding the engine at around 10k to 20k, etc.
I finally accumulated the hand tool collection I want. Haven't used them in years. Needed them in my 20s.
I often feel I've only accumulated the stuff that makes me me happy, when I'll likely kick the bucket, and have no one to inherit them who wants the stuff, or appreciates it.
Hell, my sister is my inheritor, and doesn't want my stuff. 2 cars, a commuter and the Dodge, the book collection, blu ray collection, tools, etc. SO annoying!
But going into the garage is a wonderful place to putter around, peace and serenity of going through boxes of stuff I've held onto since I was a teen, like the art class stuff. I had a good time in high school, and miss the classmates, so I made a reunion page on facebook https://www.facebook.com/groups/1806331469581200
anyway...
hey! I need your mailing address so I can send you an Xmas card!
Thank you for your empathetic message Jesse, it is greatly appreciated. I'll be in touch...
ReplyDeleteCertainly! And I'd like your address to send you an Xmas card!
DeleteI'm one, listening to old cassettes, some I made off of late night album previews. For Free!
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