Being lazy. There’s no benefit from being a lazy person. You aren’t owed anything by the world. If you want it, take it. If you can’t take it, work for it. No billionaire ever built their wealth by playing angry birds.
Putting it off. This is kind of like being lazy except maybe slightly more proactive. Don’t put it off until tomorrow. If you have something you should be working on today, right now, then get started. If you put off your goals by a day, it’ll come a day later. Who wants that?
Micromanaging things. Your life and the people in it aren’t your puppets and you aren’t the puppet master. Take a deep breath and quit micromanaging. I’m sure the people in your life are competent.
Settling for less. Don’t ever settle for less. Not at work, not at home, not with your partner, not with your hobbies, not with your paygrade – don’t settle for less than waht you want.Giving up. I always say the time is going to pass anyway, so why not spend the time working hard at what you need to accomplish, even if you fail from time to time.
Fearing change. Change is going to come. You can either be afraid of it and let it run you over or you can welcome the changes and do what you can to stay ahead of the game and get out ahead of potential problems.
1. She’s the strongest pillar in my foundation, she genuinely supports me and makes my life happy—really simple things that are hard to find. Without her I wouldn’t know how I’d be able to stand on my own.
2. My girlfriend is cool because 1. She’s very sweet to my family and they all ended up loving her 2. She doesn’t make fun of me for listening to girly music 3. She lets me play with her boobs.
3. I knew my girlfriend – now wife – was cool because she made an effort to get along with my friends and family. They all love her and she loves them. She’s also able to have a calm discussion about housework/bills/rent without it turning into an arguement.
She loves horror movies, drinks pints of lager and gives me a heads-up when I’m acting like a dickhead.
She’s my best friend. The highlight of my day is coming home from work to see her beautiful smiling face.
Also, she was – and still is – very open minded in the sex department.
10/10 would marry again.
I met you in the rain on the last day of 1972 – m4w (Old State House)
I met you in the rain on the last day of 1972, the same day I resolved to kill myself.
One week prior, at the behest of Richard Nixon and Henry Kissinger, I’d flown four B-52 sorties over Hanoi. I dropped forty-eight bombs. How many homes I destroyed, how many lives I ended, I’ll never know. But in the eyes of my superiors, I had served my country honorably, and I was thusly discharged with such distinction.
And so on the morning of that New Year’s Eve, I found myself in a barren studio apartment on Beacon and Hereford with a fifth of Tennessee rye and the pang of shame permeating the recesses of my soul. When the bottle was empty, I made for the door and vowed, upon returning, that I would retrieve the Smith & Wesson Model 15 from the closet and give myself the discharge I deserved.
I walked for hours. I looped around the Fenway before snaking back past Symphony Hall and up to Trinity Church. Then I roamed through the Common, scaled the hill with its golden dome, and meandered into that charming labyrinth divided by Hanover Street. By the time I reached the waterfront, a charcoal sky had opened and a drizzle became a shower. That shower soon gave way to a deluge. While the other pedestrians darted for awnings and lobbies, I trudged into the rain. I suppose I thought, or rather hoped, that it might wash away the patina of guilt that had coagulated around my heart. It didn’t, of course, so I started back to the apartment.
And then I saw you.
This is the incredible moment father of the bride, Todd Bachman, stopped the wedding to go back and get his daughter’s stepdad so he could walk her down the aisle, too.Brittany Bachman’s stepdad is clearly overcome with emotion as Todd pulls him forward. The incredible moments were captured by Ohio-based wedding photographer Delia D Blackburn. (more…)