Posts Tagged With: August 21 2020

Day 2790: Time

Yesterday, many people in one of my Coping and Healing groups spent time talking about time.

Do I have time today to tell you more about that discussion of time and/or to list all the times I’ve used the word “time” in previous blog post titles?

Maybe I have time for one of those, before it’s time to start my last work day before my timely vacation time.

Day 82: The Equal Time Rule

Day 179: Wasting Time

Day 224: Reasons why I shouldn’t spend too much time in our hotel room blogging this morning

Day 433: Changes in time

Day 459: Time and Space

Day 460: Time and space continued

Day 552: It’s time to relax

Day 556: Magic Time

Day 576: No Absolute Time

Day 601: Out of time

Day 673: Let’s Move/Time of the Season

Day 684: Down time

Day 712: TIME

Day 863: I haven’t got time for …

Day 939: Time Machines

Day 964: Who has the time?

Day 983: What I Haven’t Got Time For

Day 993: Equal Time

Day 998: Last Time

Day 1048: Time Stops

Day 1130: Time

Day 1326: Perfection is a matter of time

Day 1343: Face Time

Day 1434: Face Time

Day 1526: A Window in Time

Day 1587: All kinds of time

Day 1685: Together again for the first time

Day 1718: Spend time with people you love

Day 1916: Time Matzahs On

Day 2188: I’m very aware of the passage of time

Day 2240: Take time to reflect

Day 2328: Where would you go in a time machine?

Day 2421: Together again for the first time

Day 2456: Time’s a-wastin’

Day 2496: It’s that time of the year

Day 2500: It’s My Least Favorite Time of the Year

Day 2534: What time is it?

Day 2662: One Day at a Time

Day 2663: One Moment at a Time

Day 2772: The same time

Wow!  I have spent a lot of time blogging about time, B.C. (Before Covid) and D.C. (During Covid).

If you have time to read only one of those blog posts with “time” in the title, which one would you choose and why? I hope you have time to read and to reply.

Do you see time in the images I’ve captured in recent times?

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It’s time to celebrate my husband Michael’s birthday and to reprise Jean-Luc Ponty‘s “No Absolute Time.”

The first time I heard Jean Luc Ponty was in the 1970’s,  which was a loooooong time ago.

No matter how much time I have, there is always time for gratitude, so thanks to all who help me create these posts every time, including YOU.

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Day 2786: Passive Aggressive

I hope this doesn’t sound passive aggressive, but passive aggressive people drive me nuts. If you don’t know what passive aggressive means, why don’t you say so?

pas·sive-ag·gres·sive
adjective
of or denoting a type of behavior or personality characterized by indirect resistance to the demands of others and an avoidance of direct confrontation, as in procrastinating, pouting, or misplacing important materials.

Hmmmm.  According to that passive aggressive definition, perhaps I am passive aggressive, since I’ve been known to

  • indirectly resist the demands of others,
  • avoid direct confrontation (especially with passive aggressive people),
  • procrastinate,
  • pout,
  • and misplace important materials to the extent that I spend much of time looking for them, while pouting.  For example, this weekend I misplaced my laptop, my phone, my water bottle, my pen, my purse, my mug, a mask, and a letter I had resisted mailing for days.

Well, if I am passive aggressive, at least I know I’m not alone, as you can tell from these passive aggressive images which I found at this passive aggressive website.

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That passive aggressive goodbye cake reminds me that this Friday is my husband Michael’s birthday and I need to find an ice cream cake for him.  This is the first time my son Aaron and I will be around to celebrate that with him since every other year we’ve passive aggressively left him to aggressively and passively enjoy the Edinburgh Festival Fringe, which passive aggressively is not taking place this year because of the aggressive coronavirus, which the  United States President has been aggressively passive about.

Is it passive aggressive for me to share these photos I took yesterday, especially if I resist telling you to look for passive aggressiveness in them?

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Some of those photos were taken at our local CVS pharmacy, which I sometimes passively aggressively call the “Coronavirus Store.”  Also, for the first time ever, Harley made the passive or aggressive or passive aggressive move yesterday of quietly infiltrating our late cat Oscar’s territory.

If you don’t notice how much time and effort I am already putting into creating this “Passive Aggressive” post, I just might sulk, but who would care about that?

Here‘s a song about a passive aggressive person, which I heard when I was taking my passive aggressive walk yesterday.

Here‘s a live version of “No One Knows My Plan” by They Might be Giants:

Before I end this post, I’m going to check out the usually passively aggressive Daily Bitch Calendar and see what today’s Daily Bitch is.

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I might argue with that Daily Bitch, but I don’t like confrontation.

At this point, I’m just going to mention that if you don’t comment, I hope you realize that might be construed by some people (whom I won’t name)  as being sort of passive aggressive.

Is it possible to be passively aggressively grateful for everybody who helps me create these daily posts, including YOU?

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