The war paint is on today (hmm not only today, but all week with the school board meeting and Foster care Review board meeting and doing my taxes and now today.)
I feel like I am entering a meeting today that is more of a "war" than a meeting.
This morning was preparation:
1. Carefully choose the right clothes, professional, confident, strong but not "better than you" outfit.
2. Apply the war paint (aka: make up)
3. Rehearse. Rehearse. Rehearse. Key Points. Debate what to take head on and what to let go.
4. Stew and drive myself crazy all morning, until it is over!
5. Accurately hand pick "war" music for the car. (Music sets the stage ya know...where the heck is my kid rock cd!?!)
I am usually fairly passive. I avoid confrontation. I don't like to "fight." I would put myself under the label of "passive/aggressive." Not that it is a good trait to have, but I am what I am. Anyone want to comment on that, go ahead, today is your day, My war paint is on!
Verbal confrontations are hard for me. I don't think quick enough of the things that need to happen and be said. I usually think of something REALLY good to say....... about the time I am getting home!
Okay I am going to leave for the "battlefield" hope I come back "victorious!"
Well I just stumbled upon this quote "Don't fight a battle if you don't gain anything by winning."~Erwin Rommel
That has peaked my interest and perplexed my motives......hmm. I shall reflect as I drive my way to a possible battlefield. What is winning in this scenario? I really am not sure of that answer. It is one of those lose/lose situations for everyone involved. perplexing?!
Disclaimer: I did warn you in my very first post that many many thoughts circle my mind and sometimes I can't guarantee they will make sense to anyone but me, but at least by typing them they may stop circling my mind!
Hours later: Addendum: War has so many levels! Mark was off work all day today. "War time" started when I called and said "could you start supper we're running late?" and he said "no you can do it when you get home." "oh no you didn't! You're home. ALONE. Start supper." I'll spare your ears and mind the rest of the conversation..you get the point. Enter the house aka "the battlefield" and supper was ready. He had started it before I even called to ask...but in his words "I just like to get you going!"
"When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace." ~Jimi Hendrix