Jeff Goldblum? Ain't no thing...

They annoy.

They irritate.

They bug you.

They...are flies.




In the heat of the fly attack...it's one of the most bothersome things around. You swat...they keep coming back. You gyrate your arms wildly...they keep coming back.

It stops...you silently stalk your little nemesis and with one bold swipe...you violently swing your wadded up newspaper...only to miss badly.

And you do this again and again...

It truly is the most frustrating thing that you have ever encountered.

But then...you leave the room or the fly goes away...and you completely forget about the tiny pest. Life is good again.

Hmmm...this kind of sounds like most things in life that bother us...doesn't it?

The cry you want to hear...

It is piercing.

It hurts the ears.

It is frustrating.

It reminds you of your sleep deprivation.

It is exasperating.

It's a baby's cry.

99 times of out of a 100...it is that wail in the middle of the night that can leave you searching for answers. Wondering to yourself..."when will it stop" or "what am I doing wrong".

But then there is that one time...that singular moment in our life when it is the most peaceful, comforting and reassuring noise you would ever want to hear. That one time makes you feel alive and engaged in this thing we call life.

That one time...is the first time.

It's the screech your child lets out when he or she enters this world for the first time. It's their way of saying "I'm OK". When you hear it...you exhale, smile and express your tears of joy.

Recently, good friends of ours had their third son. They didn't hear that noise for a full two minutes. It was the longest two minutes of their life. He is still fighting for his life today.

Whether or not you have already been there...or if this moment in your life is still to come...remember...it is the sweetest sound you will ever hear.

"I'm OK."

Tick...tock...tick...tock...

Writer's note...how ironic that I started this post several days ago but ran out of time to finish it. It's been a "draft" for quite awhile. The irony will hit you pretty hard once you read on...

I don't have time to workout...

I don't have time to start writing that book...

I don't have time to play with my kids...

I don't have time to tackle that project that has been on my to do list for months...

I don't have time to do the little things for my wife...

I don't have time to stay connected with my old friends...

I don't have time to take time out...

I don't have time to write personal notes anymore...

I don't have time to...

That beginning sound familiar?

The next time you find yourself saying this...make time.

It's about time. Always is...

Drives me nuts...

What drives you nuts?
Here's my list...

Micro-management

Too many cooks

Cancerous attitudes

Passive aggressive behavior

Wasted talent

Big fish small pond mentality

Self pity -- "Poor me"

Hearing but not listening

Know it all attitude

Posers

People who aren't living...just existing

Tattletales

Indecision

Unappreciative actions

Hidden agendas



Yup...that about sums it up.