There's a slogan that says "What other people think about me is none of my business". I LOVE this. It is so incredibly freeing to realize that I don't have to run around and try to manage/control/manipulate what other people think about me. Am I perfect at this? Heavens no. But I am light-years ahead of where I used to be.
This concept has helped me in my professional life, in my personal relationship life and in my health and fitness life. Age may be a part of it, but being able to give up worrying (mostly) about what other people think has given me permission to run (slowly), to bike (slowly), to take belly dance classes (uncoordinatedly), and to dance The Chicken Dance in the frozen foods aisle at a WalMart in Johnson county.
And today I get to an opportunity to put this notion to a real test. Today I get to be the face of a hoarder, as Mom has made herself unavailable. I get to meet the plumber at Reata South, only now, as an adult, I don't have to own anyone else's issues or behaviors. They are not me. And whatever the plumber may think, whatever assumptions he may make about me, they are none of my business. I do not have to defend or be defensive. I am me and that's all I have to worry about.
Last night's dinner was very nice. Sandy seemed to really enjoy herself. I was a bit concerned as to whether it would be awkward, but it wasn't. I think everyone had a nice time. The food was good and in some strange way, I think the dinner was very good for Bick and the ExMrsBick. I think they enjoyed each other's company in a relaxed and easy way, sharing remembrances of bringing their "little tree frog" home from the hospital. I feel pretty sure the ExMrsBick is happy to see Bick's recovery efforts. While the ExMrsBick and I probably won't become BFFs, we did well together and enjoyed a nice visit.
Work issues are still popping up like popcorn and I've got to meet the plumber today and then I.MUST.PACK or else I will be very cold in CO without any clothes!
Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. What other people think about me is none of my business.
ETA: I got what I wanted!