I always caution my husband on that, especially when a job is at stake.
When I turned 50 we moved out here and didn’t know anyone so when I sent in our taxes and knew there was a refund coming I impulsively bought a guitar. Low-end learner, way too big for me.
I also started private lessons, learned chords I taught myself decades before and did a lot of Johnny Cash and Peter, Paul and Mary. Then I brought Dylan into it and figured out the chords on my own for Sarah.
Then I put the cart before the horse, yes, a horse with no name. B7 came in with Em7 and my fingers were shredded. And that teacher dumped me and left me with a drummer who didn’t care that I didn’t know the guitar or chords, just keep the beat. So I quit, effectively firing the drummer.
What is similar here is that while my husband and I are vastly different, math vs social sciences, methodical nature vs spontaneous actions, hard knowledge vs soft (in his eyes) we are both at least two steps ahead in whatever we’re doing.
By being two steps ahead we are both optimists who know the world will be right and if not, we can help change it.
I need to thank my friends in the leash-free debate for bringing out Dee, the leadership and other qualities I hid or didn’t know I had. It has been a joy working with and encouraging volunteers for 20 years.
Here’s to optimists! And my Dad, his optimism was always contagious. Dee
Cooking with Dee 