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Thursday, August 29, 2013

52 Weeks of Kindness - 31, 32, 33 & 34 (ACK)

Woops.  It's been almost a MONTH since I shared any of my good deeds.  The problem is that instead of planning one big thing each week, I'm doing lots of little things all the time and so I'm sort of blurring the self-imposed weekly boundaries.

Week 31: I slipped dollar bills into random vending machines. I did this at work, but it's just as much fun (maybe more) out and about.

Week 32: While at the video store with my daughter, I hid dollar bills (you can rent 2 movies for a buck) around the store.  Doesn't take much cash to make someone's day.

Week 33: I found a couple duplicates in our DVD collection, so I left the extras in a public space for someone else -- didn't take long for it to disappear.

Week 34: Left cookies for coworkers

Week 35: I know what this is going to be, but can't say anything yet since my kids occasionally read the blog and it involves them.  Stay tuned - they are going to be so surprised!

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

52 Weeks of Kindness - Week 30

I nearly bit my tongue clean off this week.  The goal this time around was to listen without judgment -- which is harder than it sounds, and certainly harder than I thought it would be.  After all, I'm a Libra, I specialize in diplomacy and seeing both sides of any issue.  I thought the only real challenge would be a certain coworker at the office.   

What a laugh.  Truth is, I learned I have a tendency to compare other people's decisions against my own personal criteria.  If that's not the definition of judging, I don't know what is. I always thought it was an honest effort to understand the opposite point of view, but I think its just a means to emphasize my own position. Nothing like a little self discovery to screw up your day.

So, paying close attention to my inner (and outer) dialogue this week, I tried to squash that questioning voice as much as possible...and let me tell you it wasn't easy.  It seems everyone I talked to challenged me in one way or another.  Rather than dismissing anyone or anything, I gave listening my best shot and then tried to make sure my remarks were positive and I took my Mom's advice: If I couldn't say something nice, I didn't say anything at all. 

The puncture wounds on my tongue ought to heal in a few weeks. :-P