Yesterday, I put down some weights of past regrets and future fear, which allowed me to be more in the present with painter extraordinaire, Zsolt Pesti.
Zsolt — who had previously done a weightily great job painting the entire weighty exterior of our home, with his weightily fabulous crew — came back yesterday to repair the weighty damage done in March by an insulation company, which has been weighing on my mind since around the time of my weighty surgery in May.
Wait! Perhaps I should show you some weighty examples of that damage, which I’ve been waiting to get repaired (without the weight of any further money paid out by me):
Zsolt — during our brief but weighty conversation yesterday — inspired the weighty title of today’s post, responding to my telling him I was a group psychotherapist by labeling me
A weight putter downer
… which reminded me of this
… from a few weighty posts back, and which is a label much nicer and less weighty than other labels I’ve written about in this blog.
Zsolt
with his weighty smile, helped me put down weights in many ways yesterday. For example, when I told Zsolt — a short wait after I took that last picture — that he seemed like a guy remarkably unburdened by the weights of stress, anxiety, and worry, he told me this weightily great joke:
There was a guy who always stayed calm, no matter what, and one day a friend asked him how he managed that. He said, “Oh, I hired somebody to do all my worrying for me.”
“Really? That’s amazing! How much do you pay him?”
“$10,000 a week.”
“What!!??! How can you afford that?”
“I let him worry about it.”
How would you weigh in about Zsolt’s joke?
For the rest of the day, I put down weights by taking more photos.
Why wait? Here they are:
To relieve the weight of any confusion here, last night my bf Michael and I went out to dinner and saw a movie about Beach Boy Brian Wilson. Brian Wilson — who gained a lot of weight and stayed in bed for many years, dealing with the weights of mental illness, over-medication, and a weightily controversial and expensive psychotherapist — recovered enough to reconnect with his own weighty musical genius and with the outside world.
Here’s Brian Wilson, singing the title song of the movie Michael and I saw last night:
You can watch that weightily wonderful video of “Love and Mercy” on YouTube.
Wait! There are a few more weighty things I want to say, before I put down and publish this post. This weekend, I have been putting down weights of stress about:
- The cancellation of a follow-up appointment with a sleep specialist this Wednesday, which I’ve been anxiously waiting for, for many weighty weeks,
- Preparing for my trip to Scotland, now a weighty 10 days away,
- Preparing for a presentation about my therapy groups, on the first day of my weighty two-week vacation, and
- Preparing for my high school class’s 45th reunion, in September.
And I’ve been doing all that weight-putting-down without the weighty payments of $10,000 a week to a worry specialist!
Weighty thanks to Michael, Zsolt, the Zsolt Pesti painting posse, Brian Wilson, Love and Mercy, West Newton in Massachusetts USA, all the weighty and weightless things that helped me write this post, and you — of course! — for putting down weights to read this post, today.
What a weighty post Ann. Wish you a great trip to Scotland and hope you will enjoy 😀
Thank you for this kind comment, Irene. You liked this, even though my weighty cat wasn’t pictured!
You have a weighty wisdom I appreciate. And you found a painter you like.
You have a weighty wisdom I appreciate, too, Mary, and which I’m going to miss, very much at work. Let’s go look at paintings at the Museum of Fine Arts!
Ann, I have to weigh in on this post so I can tell you that I love that joke about paying someone else to worry! <3
Diana xo
And I love you and your worry-reducing writing Diana! <3 <3 xxoo
I often remind myself that I am assigning weight to things. Therefore…
… distribute that weight as best serves you. Thank you for the light of this comment.
a light
soundtrack
to sweeten
my morning 🙂
your comment
sweetened
my whole day
I have to weigh in too … and let you know I enjoyed your weighty post today … especially the light weight signs 🙂
Loved the weight of this comment, which is a good sign, Val.
i’m doing my best to put down some weight, but then I saw the dream bar…
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That is one weighty cat. That cat makes Oscar look like a light-weight.
Thanks so much for helping Ann, Zsolt!
The dream what???
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Bar! It’s a dream bar!!
Okay, I got one already, thanks.
http://www.gifbin.com/bin/092010/1283335170_fat-cat-eating.gif
Oh my, the word spread and now I’m dreaming, by the way, my fat is from wrestling.
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Sumo cat!
Yes Ann, but we undergo rigorous training. This weight is not fat weight. No!
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Magnificent photos today, Ann. Love that you put down those weights. Too heavy.
And pass your worries on to the same guy that carries Zsolt’s. Maybe he’ll give each of you a heavy discount if he gets a little more work!
Your comments always carry a lot of weight with me, Emilie, and this one was particularly and wonderfully heavy.
Put the load right on me, (F)Annie.
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Thanks for taking a load off, Mark.
I love this post and especially the joke. Thank you.
I especially love to see you. No worries.
Yeah a weighty post but a good bloody post if I do say so myself and I do so there……………..lol
Your opinion (and your laughter) has the best kind of weight here, Joanne.
I love your weighty humour!
I love the weight of your soulful wisdom!
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
PUT DAT PACK DOWN NOW (AND GIVE IT TO GOD)!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks for the reblog, Jonathan!
Quite a weighty post which has a photo of one of my favorite ever art pieces- one by Sticks! They carry some weight with me!
That’s a weight off my mind, Lisa, because I had never heard of Sticks before!
Oh beautiful sayings, beautiful work! http://www.sticks.com/
Ann,
When a ship at sea is in the midst of a terrible storm the first thing done is to throw the unessential weight overboard. With the ship now trimmed they ride out the storm safely.
The same is true as you have suggested above. And often we create our own storms with the weighty non-essentials we refuse to let go.
-Alan
p.s. enjoy Scotland!
Wonderfully weighty comment, Alan! Many thanks.
A weightily smart man, that Zsolt
It takes one to know one, Derrick.
Ann, Zsolt reminds me of Elden off of Murphy Brown – the painter that never left. I am taking Maxie, my Golden Retriever over to the beach to see if he and I can take some weight off together. Should be fun and rejuvenating and uplifting.
I’ve been focusing on weighty issues elsewhere, SD, and I missed this beautifully weighty comment from you. I hope you and Maxie are continuing to have weighty amounts of fun!