Guest Post: The 3 Pillars And How To Stand On A One-Legged Stool
Written by my lovely roomie, Elise. Enjoy!
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If you’re a regular reader of this blog, you know you get nothing
less than an insightful, well-written post shedding new light on life
situations. This is not one of those posts; however, somewhere along the way,
sifting through this sporadic commentary, I hope to leave you with an Alia-like
feeling of inspiration.
Initially when Alia and I talked about this post, it was going to
focus on the hazards of being single in Boston. Something of which I am (and
Alia used to be) familiar. Yet one conversation (likely over crab ragoons
and a heaping helping of Thai food take-out) made it grow into something more.
A glance inside our apartment on any typical night will
reveal a well-worn floor... and pristine living room furniture (because why would
you use chairs when you have a perfectly good floor?). Spread out on the
hardwood of our apartment, Alia and I were discussing the typical week night
talk - inane television shows, life in general, and the perils and pluses of
dating. My wise roommate (likely harnessing the wisdom of her Nana, who I’m always inspired by the pearls I receive secondhand from Alia) once said you should never disrupt the 3 pillars of
your life all at once. Those pillars are: your relationship (whatever
that may be - romantic, familial, the pizza man that brings you the most
delicious pepperoni, double cheese bread you’ve ever tasted), your job and
your home. The reason behind it being that it will throw you off,
helter-skelter into the world, and I would imagine sink you into a deep
depression. It throws off the balance of your life. I processed this concept
for a moment, looked at her, and pondered, Well,
let’s see. I’m without a job and no romantic relationship (the dating scene
in Boston is less than ideal). “A stool can stand on one leg, right? That’s
possible. I’m pretty sure that’s possible, right? Please, God, tell me that’s
possible.” On top of that, my one-legged stool was even a little shaky at the
time as I wasn't sure where I would be living come September once the lease was
up. So let’s see, I had 4 months to solidify a second pillar to my singledom
before all three pillars dropped.
This was not an easy task. I had no job and I was still hung up
on a boy that, turns out, did not return my feelings. To say tackling both of
these pillars at once was overwhelming would be an understatement. Interviewing
for new positions is a lot like dating. Both contain the possibility of
rejection, a what-should-I-wear uncertainty, stalking researching,
following up. It’s a lot to manage.
Step 1: Watch Sandra Bullock’s speech to a high school graduating
class...on repeat.
Step 2: Hustle. Strap on some thick skin and a smile and get to
work.
Step 3: Get yourself some ribs and ice cream. (If you did not
pick up that that was a He’s Just Not
That Into You reference, please disregard.)
Step 4: Repeat step 1.
Step 6: Surround yourself with people who build you up and cut
out the excess, the things sucking away your energy, the ones causing you
anxiety.
Step 7: Accept the “no” and move on. This is so you can make way
for greater opportunities and people to fill your life. Aside from the job
search, I think this also applies to the dating scene. Here I will elaborate
for your entertainment. I’m not a fan of calling people out on very public
blogs and spaces on the web, especially because I like to think (if not
delusional) that my friends read my writings. Hence, all names and
occupations have been changed in this encounter. Heck, it could even be a
hypothetical here. (It’s not a hypothetical.)
The other day, I found myself at a “dog park.” It happened so
quickly. I was cornered by a “dog trainer.” (As you can see I’m not so great
with the omissions, but bear with me.) He asked for my number. I denied. He
persisted. I denied again. He persisted. I gave it to him.
Now, I know I’m not the only one to initiate the “fade-away.” No,
I’m not referring to that sweet basketball jump shot, though there are
similarities. I’m talking about the times you just don’t respond. The goal of
the fade-away is to create space between the shooter and the defender to make
the shot more difficult to block. This is the same concept for texting and
dating. Radio silence. That’s the most terrible and glorious thing about
technology (for both job searching and relationships - the ability to just not
respond). You have a built-in out, the ability to say Oh that? It must have gotten lost in the ether somewhere. Weird. Mmmhmm
sure. I know you saw it. So I attempted this method. I’m not proud of it. But
don’t you worry, I got what I deserved. Instead of comfortable silence and
avoidance of any and all awkward conversations, what I got back shocked me - a
long prologue asking what was up. Guilt racked me. I was going to put the
transcript here, but I’ll give you the bullet points. I mean it was weird (and
there was no way in hell I was going out with him). But he had a point. I
shouldn't hide behind technology. I had given him my number (another entirely
wrong issue deserving of its own blog post) and he should have a reason for the
radio silence. I thought about giving him the outright lie of “Weird story,
bro, but I’m seeing someone else. Just met them. Like today. We’re in love.
It’s serious.” But I opted for the honest answer of, I just had a lot on my
plate and wasn't interested in dating. I was feeling great about myself. Yes! I
finally took the high road. Forget you technology! I am a grown up! Yeah, no.
What I got back was a scrolling monologue of why we should go out. No, why!
That was not an offer to try harder, sir. Accept the change and move on. This
was something I had to do with the other boy in my life. Also, something I
needed to do for my current career. Change is difficult. Accepting the word
“no” or “not right now” is difficult. Finding that next opportunity is
difficult. But that’s what pushes you to grow. And all of those “no’s” lead to
a better “yes” down the line. Trust me.*
My Nana-ism Pearl of
Wisdom:
Sometimes life comes at you all at once. Sometimes it feels like
you’re standing in front of a haywire tennis ball pitching machine that can’t
be turned off - a constant barrage of terrible, horrible, no good, very bad
days. It’s alright to lean on someone, heck multiple people. Don’t avoid, don’t
practice the fadeaway, slinking into the back wall, blending seamlessly into
the wallpaper. It will come back to bite you in that cute little booty. Accept
the “no” and that not everyone wants to play in your sandbox (Sandra Bullock
reference if you would have watched the video!) Go find someone who does,
because there are plenty more people and opportunities out there waiting for
you. And all of those no’s are creating barriers to lead you down fresh roads
to the yes you were meant to find. Finally, practice patience and trust.
Finding the right match takes time. In an age where instant gratification is
the norm, waiting is not part of our vocabulary. But unlike technology, not all
of life’s events/turning points throttle you into the next great chapter.
Sometimes you have to slog through the muck, only to find another muddy,
difficult path. But I really do think all things work themselves out in time if
you put in the elbow grease and hustle.
Realizing not everything was in my control, filling my life with
positive people/places/events and cutting out the excess, the noise, the
anxiety was crucial to filling my phantom stool legs with stability. I really
believe that old cliche that the bad in life allows you to see the good.
Relationships are like jobs. Finding the right job for your personality is a
series of dates, mishaps, and learning escapades. It takes time, uncertainty,
and a ton of private dance parties to Katy Perry’s “Walking on Air.” And you
know those stools? Don’t give them too much worry. They can definitely stand on
one leg. Personal experience tells me so.
xoxo
Elise
*I’m happy to report number
boy now has a new girlfriend with interests similar to his own.
Post note: Elise is now gainfully employed and still working on
that relationship status.
Post post note: Order Thai food, especially crab ragoons. You
will thank me later.
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