Co-workers, friends and family often comment on how laid-back I am. I never think of myself that way. It bothers me that their perception of me is so different than my own. I have put some thought into why I might seem relaxed to the outside world, while never really seeing it in myself.
It seems I have developed an interesting coping mechanism. I have compartments. There are the big three, "I can do something about it now", "I can do something about it later" and "There's nothing I can do so just deal with it". My mantra is "If there's nothing you can do about it, then don't think about it". I find this helps make me the decisive person I am. Nothing bothers me more than someone that can't make up their mind. Well, that's not true - laziness is my number one pet peeve, but indecisiveness is a close second.
There are smaller compartments; "This is way too much to handle. Ever." consisting of a few events I prefer to keep there until I'm 75 and can, without guilt, become a raging alcoholic. Another would be "To do list for today" which involves the mundane workings of my life, but a very important compartment if you ask me. "To do list for this year or next" always has "save money" in it (I might try to move that one into the daily list soon), but also holds some pretty profound things. And many, many more.
This is on my mind because today, while daydreaming a bit, I found myself aware of scanning these compartments, shuffling things around and cleaning out anything no longer applicable. It occured to me that this might not be normal. Is it?
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