The Thoughts of a Frumpy Professor

............................................ ............................................ A blog devoted to the ramblings of a small town, middle aged college professor as he experiences life and all its strange variances.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Day 339

Just to keep the record up-to-date, today is the 339th day in a row that I have walked consecutively without missing a day. It has transformed my body to a normal BMI, and it has given me energy. I even am jogging a significant part of my walk each day. Yesterday, for instance, I jogged 50% of the walk, this morning, I took a much longer walk than usual, but still jogged about 33%.

I am still frustrated and feeling down mostly because my wife is in a bad mood. When she is in a one of these moods, she is unhappy and negative about everything. Of course, everyone has these sorts of moods from time-to-time. But, with my wife, the issues all stem from her work and co-workers... and my wife's manner of dealing/interacting with work and her co-workers.

You readers do know that I have my ups and downs and problems that happen to me as well. Everyone does. But one thing that I can say fairly well is that I typically work toward and find a solution to my problems. With the situation with my wife, these particular problems that rear up for her each and every year, are ones where she does not seem to like any of the MANY different choices she could make to improve these conditions with her work and co-workers. This is the frustrating part:

1. She does not like how the situation is currently.
2. She does not like the possible plan "A" to change the situation.
3. She does not like the possible plan "B" to change the situation.
4. She does not like the possible plan "C" to change the situation.
5. She does not like the possible plan "D" to change the situation.

Since she does not like any of the above plans to change the SITUATION, what I try (gently) to suggest to her is that a) she cannot control what others do, b) she cannot especially control administrators, c) that there is too much "drama" where she works, and d) some of the co-workers she "hangs around" with foster a very negative attitude that I feel predispositions my wife to feel bad... the above are "heard" but not really absorbed if you know what I mean.

When I also try to suggest that the items given in the above 4 (a-d in the previous paragraph) are beyond her control, this does not set well with her. And, additionally, when I further suggest that this means she really only has the option of changing her own perceptions and feelings about the situation, it makes her sour further.

So, basically, I am in a quagmire of sadness and grouchiness because my wife is in a non-communicative mood at the moment. I will likely be trying to change my own perceptions and feelings by reading more and letting myself be enveloped in the world of fiction books.


Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Sad, So Sad

It is difficult to write, hence I have been avoiding doing so. I feel terribly sad, very much a failure, and alone. My wife is in a bad mood, and I have no one to talk to.


Monday, August 10, 2009

What? Where? When? Why? To What Extent?

I have so many thoughts and ideas running through my furry-faced mind, that I do not know where to begin. There are so many things I can/want/should think about and should write about and should talk about... but my focus is fairly short-lived on any one item. Typically, I am able to maintain focus for long stretches of time, but right now and for the last several days that has not been my strong suit. Perhaps it is a result of the paint fumes? Perhaps I have been indulging in too many pipes each day for the last several? More likely than not it is simply Summer... and I can get away with limited focus.


Thursday, August 06, 2009

Day 318

In the midst of painting, I am still trying to keep a tally of my consistency walking. Today marks day 318.


Tuesday, August 04, 2009


I am painting and painting all around the house. The house is in shambles, but it should look good when all is said and done. I am exhausted and hate paint brushes now.