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Day 4386: For want of a nail

For want of a nail is an ancient proverb illustrating how one small loss can result in disaster.

For Want of a Nail
For want of a nail the shoe was lost.
For want of a shoe the horse was lost.
For want of a horse the rider was lost.
For want of a rider the message was lost.
For want of a message the battle was lost.
For want of a battle the kingdom was lost.
And all for the want of a horseshoe nail.

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Sometimes I notice that my life/daily routine is hanging too precariously on one small item and that it’s only a matter of time when so much more will be lost.

Right now, it’s my iPhone, which powers SO MUCH in my life — including my blogging, taking photos, and (most importantly) my ability to log into work from home. It’s been very obvious to me for a while that I NEED MY PHONE to log into work. There’s just no way around it. And today, my iPhone charging slot isn’t working. For want of an iPhone charging slot, my kingdom seems lost.

That’s probably catastrophizing but I am so used to my phone that being without it, right now, seems terrifying. I’ve blogged before how this sense of danger is magnified for me because I’ve been dependent on devices (specifically, cardiac pacemakers) in order to stay alive since I was 10 years old. However, I assume that I’m not the only one who would panic about the want of a phone.

Right now, I’m blogging on my laptop and everything is different and difficult to do. For example, no matter what I do, I can’t get rid of this weird formatting. Also, I don’t even know if I can add an image to this post.

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Yay!

I didn’t do a screen capture on my phone before it died, so let’s see if I can figure out how to add a screen capture here without my phone.

Okay! I think I figured out to do it, let’s see …

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Okay! That took much longer than on my phone, but I did figure it out.

In the meantime, I have ordered a charger that doesn’t depend on the charging slot in my phone and I have reasons to believe that will work. And, if the charging slot IS dead, I can finally upgrade my iPhone 8 to a newer version.

So all is not lost. It just felt like it was, for a little while.

Here’s another variation of that proverb that’s been running through my head: For want of a vacation when I was healthy, my sanity was lost. That’s probably not true, but my answer to my own question of “What’s something we can all agree on?” was this:

(Now I have to remember how to do that damn screen capture again. Hold on …)

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Well, it took some trial and error, but I did it again!

I’m thinking of another variation of that proverb: For want of confidence in my own ability to learn/relearn new things, the kingdom SEEMED lost.

Okay, I need to do another screen capture now.

Not perfect, but it’ll do. Also, I love that I’m figuring out all this on National CanDo Day.

Can do!

Here‘s what I find on YouTube when I search for “For want of a nail.”

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For want of Todd Rundgren, my life would be less beautiful.

I want to thank everyone who is here for this for-the-want-of-a-nail post, including YOU!!

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Day 4173: What’s missing?

In the 1980s, when I was asking myself “what’s missing?” in my career as a business writer, I took the Johnson O’Connor aptitude tests to try to discover what job would be a better match for my skills and interests.

In one of the tests, I was asked to study a card that contained illustrations of several ordinary objects like keys and cutlery. What was missing for me as I stared at that card was any interest in what I was looking at — the illustrations were bland and the objects were sooooo mundane. After a while, I was shown another card that contained all the same objects but one, and I was asked “What’s missing?”

While I could definitely see the blank spot where something was missing, I could not, for the life of me, remember what was missing. While I’m a pretty observant person, that skill of identifying a missing mundane object was definitely missing for me.

The testers at Johnson O’Connor explained that what would be missing for me in my life because of this inability to identify missing ordinary objects would be minimal, as long as I didn’t become a medical doctor (I’d be missing many diagnoses of physical changes). I notice this inability to remember what’s missing when I pass by an empty store front on a familiar route and I struggle to remember what used to be there (unless I have specific, personal memories of the place).

I acutely feel and remember what’s missing where human beings and animals are concerned, and those were definitely missing on the Johnson O’Connor cards of ordinary objects.

What’s missing for me at work this week is a sense of familiarity and comfort with the hospital operating software. What’s missing also is my faith in myself to adapt to this major change and return to my usual sense of satisfaction and fulfillment in my current job as a psychotherapist.

What’s missing from my 7-year-old laptop is the ability to run the new hospital software when I am working from home, so I went to the Apple Store yesterday during lunch to get a new laptop. When I got back to work I noticed what was missing from my new Apple Air — the power cord.

I wondered if I somehow lost it on my walk between the Apple Store and work. What’s often missing for me is trust that situations like these — when I may be the one at fault — will work out. When I returned to the store and explained that the power cord was missing, they gladly gave me another one.

What’s missing in my life right now also includes the need to prepare for my show of original songs, which took up so much of my attention for months.

What’s missing in today’s blog?

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As usual, the Daily Bitch has an interesting perspective on what’s missing.

In case, like me, you have trouble identifying what’s missing, I’ll tell you what’s missing from today’s blog. Because I was so exhausted from my day at work, I fell asleep before I could ask my last question of the day on Twitter. That’s the first time in many years that question was missing from my daily Twitter posts. I wonder if anybody noticed that was missing.

Here’s what I find when I search YouTube for “what’s missing?”

Thanks to David McRaney and his talk on survivorship bias, I’m more aware of the importance of what we are all missing.

What’s never missing in these blog posts is my gratitude for YOU!

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