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My seven ways to respond to depression

The PolyBlog
May 15 2019

My previous post about my impending depression, and a possible spiral (Sometimes the universe shouts, I just don’t know what it’s saying), garnered a lot of positive supportive messages,and I’m grateful for them. Lots of people asked if there was anything they could do to help, and mostly the answer is “no” beyond the offers themselves. It’s an internal problem for me, not an external one, and I’ve been here before, so I already know most of my options.

The post itself probably identifies the strength of the depression, at least as it was that day. Feeling lost or hopeless against the universe’s fortunes. I have been losing interest in certain hobbies, although the astronomy one was not so much losing interest as losing hope I would overcome the setbacks. My sleeping is screwed up, and both before and afterwards, feeling exhausted. Restlessness. Difficulty making decisions. Even some physical manifestations. Check, check, double check, check check check. Lots of symptoms in there.

I also know that my focus on weightloss is making me especially susceptible to mood swings and depression since my energy levels have been depleted while I’ve been focusing on that, without much success at the moment.  I also know that HOW I respond will determine a lot of HOW MUCH I am affected, a key tenet of trauma therapy (and heavily noted in Jeffrey Kottler’s book “Change” (Change: What Really Leads to Lasting Personal Transformation by Jeffrey A. Kottler (BR00118)).

The illusion and reality of choice

There’s a bit of a dangerous nuance in the idea that depression is a choice. Most of the time, it isn’t. The chemical effects of the brain, a limited set of economic and social situations, the lack of a suitable support network can all limit not only the likelihood of a healthy response but also drive the initial condition in the first place. I know that most people don’t “choose” to be depressed, although sometimes people need to or want to embrace it as a response. And it is one of the choices available to me now that I’ve entered the realm. But, fortunately, my thinking is still clear enough to know that I have other choices. A total of 7, in fact, that I’ve used and experienced before.

1. Embracing the depression

That sounds ridiculous, I know. But sometimes it feels like a great way to move through it faster. Almost like, “Okay, world, kick my ass, give me an excuse for a month, and then I’ll be all good.” A often-false belief in it being a simple on/off switch that allows you to wallow for a set duration of time. To me, grief is a good example of that, and the most common delusion. The idea that if you try to force yourself through the stages of grief, you can somehow manage your grief “better” or “faster”. It doesn’t work that way, but the illusion of control is appealing — that depression isn’t happening TO you, but rather something you control. Not an option.

2. Setting goals

This has been my most heavily-used technique over the years. It gives me momentum, and some illusion of control over my life. Not necessarily over depression itself, but rather preventing some of the triggers of possible depression. The idea that a well-planned life that is constantly moving forward on one front or several fronts will keep depression at bay.

And it works, most of the time anyway. The feeling of accomplishment is more a reality check against feeling that things are out of control, to maintain perspective. The feeling that “Okay, THAT area of my life is sucking right now” but not letting it define you or trick you into thinking all of your life is going that way. In a way, it’s not about the goals themselves so much as just conscious comprehensive mindfulness of all the different aspects of your life.

It’s also a seductive mistress of deception. “Oh, look, my life doesn’t suck because I am doing really well in area X”. Except you never stop to ask yourself about weighting of areas…If “X” is organizing your sock drawer, that may not matter much if your relationship with your parents sucks the big one.

And, as someone asked in response to my last post, does having multiple goals make me happy? The short answer is no, but it isn’t really meant to. That’s a bit hard to nuance, though I’ll try. I guess the simplest explanation is that overall, I feel like developing multiple areas of life gives me a better chance at a well-rounded life, that I’m not “missing” something I’ll regret later. I hate the term work/life balance, but it is a good example of people who have focused all their energies on work and later felt like they missed out on life. I responded, somewhat flippantly perhaps, that I’m not sure happy is in the cards for me, and that’s a pretty big #TruthBomb to drop that is reflective of my depression. The truth is that I feel more like my mental makeup takes me more towards “contentment” or “satisfaction” than towards saying “I’m happy”. There’s too much in my makeup of “what’s next” rather than taking victory laps or enjoying a moment. Yet, to the extent that I can say what makes me happy, I feel like there are moments in all of the areas where I am setting goals and moving ahead where I feel like I’m not just “content” or “satisfied” but have transcended that into a small feeling of euphoria. Maybe it’s what others simply call happiness, but for me it is more mindfulness — that in that moment, I am not thinking about anything else. I’m just “enjoying” what is in that moment.

About ten days ago, I had that experience with my astronomy. AstroLog 2019.002.1 Best. Viewing. Night. Ever. was my summary of that night, where for once, all of my challenges with astronomy virtually went away. And I was just “living” in the moment. Obviously, it’s not like the joy of holding a child or getting married, it’s more cerebral rather than pure emotion, but it’s still pretty powerful.

I feel it sometimes in writing too. The perfect phrase that sums up a feeling exactly as I am feeling it at that moment. Or trying to dance about architecture — you know the phrase? Talking about love is like dancing about architecture? Sometimes, I’m trying to use words to describe something I’ve seen or experienced and I know I’m going to fail. The moment in a show like Almost Famous where Kate Hudson turns to ask, “What kind of beer?” after hearing devastating news. Or a scene in a TV show like Republic of Doyle where he’s kissing his new love interest for the first time, her phone rings, and she says she should get it, it’s HER HUSBAND! A small twist, a small scene, but so beautifully done that it sparkles in my mind. A feeling like I’ve momentarily seen writing genius on display in the midst of otherwise ordinary fare. And yet describing it in words is like dancing about architecture.

In the end, setting goals is comforting to me. I feel like it keeps a wide array of activities open to me that I might otherwise ignore and risk missing out on such sparkles. Alternatively, I could say it is a way of ensuring that I have the broadest possible foundation upon which to find and build happiness, rather than the goals themselves or the process itself making me happy.

The approach resonates with me and helps me keep a broad perspective. As a tool to mitigate depression, it has worked pretty well for me over the years compared to earlier times when I didn’t do it.

3. Focusing on one single thing

By contrast, lots of people respond like they were watching City Slickers and have found their “one thing” that makes them happy (perhaps picture Jack Palance holding up his one finger to Billy Crystal and you might get the reference better).

I sort of did that when I dropped all my other goals to focus on weight loss, but that’s not really the same thing. The “one thing” approach is about finding your passion — writing, singing, playing music, painting, yoga, working out, cooking, whatever that “one thing” is that makes you happy.

Kind of an emotional Marie Kondo technique to eliminating everything else that doesn’t give you as much joy as that one true thing.

The short problem with that is you have to KNOW what that one thing is. Writing comes closest for me, but I’m not going to drop everything else in my life to do that 100% of the time. Part of that is financial, part of that is risk adversity, sure. But the main reason is that writing is NOT my one true thing. It is close. Maybe the closest. But photography, astronomy, web stuff, it all comes close too. As does reading, although most people don’t think of that as a viable option. Yet I could easily read for extended periods of days for weeks on end if given the chance. But that is more distraction from reality than reality to me.

Maybe I haven’t found my one true thing; maybe it doesn’t exist; maybe the concept is an illusion. But it’s not a viable solution for me. I think I just get bored too easily. For me, it is more about doing multiple things I enjoy, rather than one thing.

4. Self-care

A friend posted an image on FB last week as a reminder for all of us of options for self-care. I found a copy of it over on http://www.blessingmanifesting.com and while I can’t speak to the aim or content of the site, the graphic is decent.

The benefit of the list is that many of the items are not only preventative, they can also be healing. Exercise, forgiveness, social supports, knowing yourself, organized space, money management, and work boundaries are frequently the ones that people turn to as almost cure-alls. Why? Because the reverse of them is often flagged as triggers — being unhealthy, self-criticisms, isolation, emotional dissonance, chaos, financial problems, or poor work/life balance. Treat the trigger, save the patient.

I’m not dismissing them, they are important techniques. But they are, to me at least, more preventative than cure-alls. They should be / need to be part of whatever treatment or coping plan you come up with, but there are two in there that are at a different level so I’m separating those out.

5. Time alone / social connection

While it is perhaps odd to put those together since they are polar opposites, I feel it is more the flip sides of the same coin. I also don’t have any empirical evidence to justify my conclusion towards them, but I feel intuitively that they are more suited to specific types of people — introverts and extroverts.

An introvert tends to be stressed and drained by social activities. A bit simplistic, or perhaps over-simplification, but time alone re-energizes them. It does me. And so taking time out to be by myself, to turn inward, to meditate, to journal, to think…it all helps me heal. And gives me the energy to carry on, even perhaps to pull myself out of the funk I’m in. Some of that is just stress reduction … the isolation removes demands on me, I’m not dealing with anxiety, or other people’s expectations, or reactions to what other people say or do. It’s a controlled environment. A way to hunker down, stick to the knitting, do what I need to do and nothing more, and just be me.

Often this also goes along with a focus on routine. Pundits and pop psych articles often describe routine as a coping mechanism to prevent slippage, the idea that if you make positive change part of your routine, it will make it part of your life. That’s true, but that isn’t the way routine works when dealing with depression. It isn’t to prevent slippage, it is to pre-decide certain decisions so your brain doesn’t have to think about them. If, for example, you have trouble making decisions when you first wake up, perhaps because you’re formally depressed or just because you’re exhausted all the time, ready-made breakfasts that you decide at the start of the week can take the planning and decision-making out of the equation. On Sunday night, for example, you decide what your breakfasts are for the week. You have everything organized, efficiently in one process, and it’s gone from your week. If you’ve never fully experienced depression, you don’t know how tiring it can be making decisions. Let alone group decision-making, if you have to do things with others. Routine and time alone simply takes the pressure off.

When I was at law school, and having a depression outbreak one summer, I was coming home late to a lonely apartment and I had zero interest in spending time deciding on or making dinner. So I would often stop at the same restaurant. Sit in the same section, preferably at the same table where there was low cross-traffic. Order the same dinner (chicken fingers and fries) that I knew they couldn’t screw up and was fuel more than flavour. And I would read. Occasionally I would chat with the waitresses, but even then, I gravitated towards sitting in the one waitress’ section who was the least interactive, the least burdensome to my experience. I didn’t have to do much other than say hello, tell her the usual order, eat my food, pay, and leave. Few social requirements, low stress, almost time alone, and predecision about all of it before I even got off the bus near the restaurant on the way home, one stop earlier than I would normally. Even now, if I’ve had a long day, don’t feel like dealing with anyone, I can stop at some place like Swiss Chalet, I don’t need a menu, I know what I’m ordering before I even walk in the door. Fuel, time alone. Not to the extent of becoming a hermit, you still need a social connection somewhere, of course.

An extrovert that I know is the complete opposite. For her, spending time with others pulls her out of herself and stops the potential for wallowing. It’s a distraction, of sorts, a break from her own thoughts, and the interactions literally act as battery surges to re-energize her. The comparative chaos of spontaneity and random decisions, new things to try give her a mental boost. Staying connected to friends, family, pets, helping others, all of them help immensely.

Both approaches can take you to your comfort zone, whichever that comfort zone is, and allow you to be you.

6. Cognitive behavioural therapy

I confess that I am going to diverge a bit from the classic CBT definitions, partly as I am not a psychologist and partly as I just think it is easier to understand them separately. For me, both are about finding ways to challenge negative thoughts or alter negative thinking that is causing your depression.

For the first part, i.e. the “cognitive”, generally most of the techniques fall into reframing the conversation. Some people describe it as having a more balanced perspective, giving it a reality check, blah blah blah. For me, it is more about simply changing the story you’re telling yourself. And for me, there are three ways to do that.

  1. Education — learning about the way your self-diagnosis and self-conversation works, and how the way you speak to yourself determines some of the outcomes you experience. Equally, it could involve talk therapy, or simply just reading a lot about emotional intelligence, getting to know yourself, etc.;
  2. Counting your blessings — sure, it’s a pedestrian phrase, but it ties in well with my goal-setting, by reinforcing that one area of your life might be sucking right now, but other areas are doing well. Some techniques involve keeping a gratitude journal, so that when you do have lows, you can read it and remember some of the highs too; or,
  3. Expressing yourself — for many, this is about journaling (or talking to a therapist or friends) to “get it out”, to talk through it, to give voice to your feelings rather than hiding it inside.

Some view it as just combating pessimism, but obviously it is way more than that. For example, the real target is the myriad of different negative ways of thinking that frame conversations often into “rock and a hard place” dichotomies that guarantee whichever way you go, you’ll fail, because you set up the parameters wrong. For example, here are some common unrealistic ways of thinking:

Black and white categories — most of the world’s problems are spectrums of gray in between the polar extremes, but depression’s triggers and depression’s behaviour often frames things as the all or nothing outcomes (total success or complete failure), just as people hold themselves to impossible standards like “shoulds” vs. “should nots”, and therefore categorizing yourself as terrible if you do something that wasn’t the “should” choice…I do this for personal standards. I believe very strongly in not only doing the right things but for the right reasons, and sometimes I will avoid doing anything, even what I think is right, if I think I’m doing it for the wrong reason. I’ve even passed on good opportunities for myself if I thought it was badly motivated on my part, or even if I just couldn’t be sure it was properly motivated. Similarly for labeling — if you label everything as “winner” or “loser”, and you didn’t “win”, there’s only one other category to choose.

Hyper focus — if you ignore positive outcomes, and only focus on the negative ones, or pick one event as endemic of your whole life’s experiences, not surprisingly, you’re going to see things in an unrealistic light…my previous post feels a lot like it could be in that category, and I admit there is some element of that. Mostly because I didn’t include the things where I am making progress. Which isn’t to say I don’t know them, or really think that the universe is conspiring against me, just that I’m struggling to maintain momentum right now as I see a number of areas where I am hitting walls, and finding it hard to find ways to stay motivated or dodge the walls.

Assuming the worst — often it feels “safe” and “protective” to just assume things won’t work out with something, partly as it excuses you from having to try and manages your expectations…why cling to hope, which takes energy, if you expect to fail…yep, it’s in there. My wife thinks it is pessimism; most pessimists view it as realism and that optimists are merely naive. I don’t feel I’m doing that, in part because I’ve seen it when my brother and mother used to do it. One thing wrong and assuming that someone is out to screw you. But, if you consistently have your hopes dashed, it is very hard to remain blindly optimistic. Hope hurts if it feels like it is never realized. For my big post, it may even read like I’m assuming the worst. That’s not entirely accurate. I would nuance it differently at least … that I’m not optimistic that my current approaches are going to work out for me. I need to do something different. And I’m not entirely optimistic that I know how to “fix” my approaches to get the outcomes I desire in the timelines I want. Yep, a lot of caveats in there. What it comes down to is a feeling that I am not invincible anymore, nor do I have infinite energy resources. I’m tired, which hurts the reasoning process.

Effect and cause reasoning — people often assume causes based on effects. For example, if you feel unworthy, you assume / reason that the reason you feel that way is because you ARE unworthy, simply because the logic works the other way i.e. if you were unworthy, you might feel unworthy. But if you assume the reverse, it’s the same faulty logical reasoning they teach you in practical philosophy…An apple is a fruit, but if you have a fruit, it doesn’t mean you can assume it’s an apple…there are lots of other types of fruit besides apples, just as there are lots of other reasons why you might feel unworthy (bad advice from dysfunctional or abusive people, faulty reasoning due to the depression, brain chemistry, etc.);

The second part, i.e. the “behavioural”, the goal is more around combating your current situation or inertia through some form of resolution or movement. In short, it’s the “let’s solve a problem” approach to fixing your depression. While it also includes talk therapy, some of it simply breaking down a problem into several component bits, and then developing a step-by-step process to resolve it.

If you are depressed because of your finances, what is a detailed step-by-step process to fix your finances?

If you are having trouble motivating yourself to do something, what sort of step-by-step process could you use, such as routines / goal monitoring / rewards, to help spur you to doing it in smaller chunks?

If you are having trouble with a relationship, including a past one or grieving a loss, what steps can you do or think about to help fix your triggers that are making you think the way you are? If, for example, you frequently get into fights with your family at Xmas with everyone in the same house for several days, can you stay at a hotel or only go for a short visit so that those triggers aren’t as likely to occur in shorter durations? If alcohol is involved, can you leave it out of that year’s equation or time your visit for the morning when they’re likely not to be drinking yet? If everyone fights at Xmas dinner, can you go for an afternoon visit and avoid the slugfest?

For me, this area isn’t that useful in a therapeutic sense. I don’t need help figuring out steps to reduce trigger occurence or even to find ways to solve problems. I can break large problems into small problems, small problems into action items, action items into activities, blah blah blah.

But I do have problems staying motivated on long lists of dominoes. If there are too many dominoes, it’s hard to overcome the first stage. Which is odd. Because the whole point of the behavioural is not really about the action plan or even the implementation, but simply to give you back an illusion of control. You often feel helpless to solve the problem, it’s too big, too out of your control, to solve. Yet, the behavioural part, helps you get there, feel like you are capable of some control, and thus reduce the symptoms.

Except the trick doesn’t work on me. I can’t “fake” belief in an action plan to give me control over a huge problem. It gives me a way to cope, it doesn’t give me a way to really solve it. Or rather, it doesn’t give me a NEW way, just ways I already knew. And when I see too many large dominoes, getting started on the first one seems like a waste of time if it isn’t related. Kind of like deciding that the problem is that you don’t have a house and living in an apt doesn’t work for you. So you decide you need to find a house. But first you need to have a better job to pay for a house. And fix your finances in other ways. And go to school to finish your degree. And stop wasting money on alcohol. Five GIANT things to do before you get to the house you want. Might not be the best domino example, but if you have a bunch like that, breaking all the big pieces into smaller chunks still feels overwhelming because the first four are really not about what you WANT to be fixing, and thus your true motivation is unrelated.

7. Aggressive medical intervention

Sure, I know that there are options out there like electro-convulsive therapy. Would I consider it? Well, let me see…hook some electrodes to my brain and see if lighting me up like a Xmas tree will help my mood. Hmm…that’s a tough one. I’m going to go with no. Maybe there is sound medical research on its efficacy for certain types of disorders. But it isn’t one I could ever see myself opting for. Pass.

Medications are often painted in extreme categories…extremely bad on one end leading to dependencies, psychotic breaks or feeling dead inside vs. extremely good on the other end to take you out of a haze, clear your thinking, stop the spirals before they get too bad, and keep you on an even keel.

Some meds help with extreme anxiety disorders for example. In pop culture, if anyone has watched The Big Bang Theory in the early days, you saw a relatively unhealthy version of this…Raj couldn’t talk to women, too nervous, unless he was drunk. So, he would have a drink before going on a date so he could talk to them. It was played for humour, of course, but it wasn’t that far off the mark from some therapeutic approaches. Usually they use prescription meds, but similar effect in some cases. There are even some therapists who experimented with alcohol, weed, and other relaxants.

Anyway, I’m digressing a bit. What I’m merely referencing is that all meds are neutral by themselves…the only real thing is how they work for you. A few years ago, a brother was on meds and it worked rather well for him. Normally a negative thinker, he was commenting on a situation and he said words that would seem common place for most people but unheard of for him…”…but there’s nothing I can really do about that right now, so I’m working on what I can control.” Wow. What a difference the meds made. Yet he had tried other meds and they just made him sleep all the time, dead inside. Finding the right dose and med was huge.

And I don’t feel any stigma towards them. I’m on other meds for lots of other health things, so that doesn’t stop me from taking them.

But for me, it gets a bit sticky. I have very high standards for myself (as noted above). I also have pretty good self-awareness (as evidenced by lots of my posts)…I can still delude myself, but I am well-versed in the lingo and decently talented at self-analysis for day-to-day problems (grief was a new area for me and needed more help). And I like to do things for the right reasons. Yet the single greatest challenge is my own arrogance.

I can certainly admit that I have a problem. I can even ask for help. That’s not the problem. It’s that when I self-assess my strengths and weaknesses, my single greatest strength, the part of me that makes me me, is my mind. Not my heart, not my soul, not my body, not my social network. I live in my mind. My mind is me.

And anything that messes with my mind artificially scares the fuck out of me. People think I don’t drink or do drugs because it is more moralistic. There’s probably an element of that for drugs, but for alcohol it is more levels and effect than a yes/no world. Happy go lucky drinkers (i.e. not my family experience) who drink in moderation and aren’t addicted don’t pose any problems for me, and generally I don’t care if someone drinks, so long as they don’t turn into assholes and want to hang out with me when they are drunk. Not my issue, not my problem.

I don’t generally drink though because I don’t trust myself to remain me. To do not only the right things but to keep doing them for the right reasons. When I drink, both of those standards get watered down. Not enough that I’m doing shocking disgusting things, just that I’m not entirely happy with myself afterwards. Drinking makes me less vigilant about my behaviour. And my fear of many meds is the same.

I haven’t tried many, and my pharmacist sister-in-law could help identify ones that are more benign than others if I was seeing a psychiatrist with a prescription pad. But my experience in the past has not been promising. One made me almost manic, another made me almost explosive.

And one thing that scares me is my temper. I have it, it’s there, I just never let it out of its box. It gives me strength, like leeching from a distant battery, but I’m always afraid that if my “control” is weakened by a medication, then my temper is more likely to be released. Yet if there is one thing that would destroy me, one thing that would push me over the edge for mental illness and into free fall, it is losing my temper. I get snippy, surly, irritable, sure. But my temper stays in its box. If I’m in a situation where my temper is likely to be triggered, I run away. It’s my safe space.

So I am terrified of playing with meds. I am afraid that I will “gain perspective”, get on an even keel, but without realizing it, also weaken the bonds that hold my temper in check.

I don’t disagree that it is the right REASONS to take it — I just am not sure it is the right THING too. For me, at least.

I simply don’t trust myself if I’m not me. Even depressive me holds my temper in check.

And if I have to choose depressed, untreated, unhappy, yet no-temper me vs. happy, medicated, possibly temper me, I will choose the first one everytime.

Yet to be clear, I am not doing this as some “martyr” complex that I’m afraid of being angry with someone and hurting them verbally or physically. For me, it is an act of self-creation — I don’t ever want to be that person, the one who says the really hurtful thing to someone. I choose not to be that person, whenever I can. At almost any cost.

Medications represent too high of a risk for me and my (possibly delusional) view of my mind and self. I just won’t risk it.

So where does that leave me now?

Most of the time, I am using a bunch of the above techniques as preventative. Now that I’m in more healing and recovery mode, the choices become more acute. And that would normally result in me choosing a “withdraw and heal” approach.

The approach is relatively risk-free, has a decent efficacy rate, and is moderately effective at getting me back to the starting point. Not too high, not too low, even-Stephen.

Yet I don’t want even-Stephen. I want to break through the walls and smash the crap out of them as I go. Which means I have another option. It is high-risk. Zero efficacy or effectiveness ratings since I’ve never fully tried it. And if I fail? I’ll take a REALLY long time to recover, if at all. But part of me wants to try it. To hope, to live, to sleep, perchance even to dream.

I know these crossroads, I have been here before. And each time, I have followed conventional psychological wisdom and chosen the safe path.

I just have to decide if I will make the same decision again.

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Sometimes the universe shouts, I just don’t know what it’s saying

The PolyBlog
May 9 2019

Today is a shitty day for me, and I’m going to blog anyway. Because sometimes I hide the darkness and I just don’t care enough today to do that. The trigger that you’ll see for this is annoying. Maybe semi-significant, maybe not. But it has started a cascade and a spiral, one that I will not survive unscathed.

Ostensibly, this is only about my astronomy hobby, but it’s really not. I have struggled mightily with my hobby and the universe keeps kicking me in the teeth. I keep fighting my way through, hoping to break through to the other side of the veil that has been holding me back. But the universe keeps responding, telling me no.

When I was a kid, I was interested in the stars, and my parents got me a telescope. That was the mid-70s, and like most parents who don’t know about these things, they got me a simple one, handheld, from Sears or Canadian Tire. I’m sure they thought it was a good one. But anyone in astronomy knows that these things killed more interest than they sparked. They were telescopes designed for basic land use, almost impossible to steady for kids, and even if you did steady it, you wouldn’t see much other than the moon. If you were lucky. Tons of people got these things and tons of people lost interest. I did.

Fast-forward a number of years. Still interested, but not doing much about it. A friend took me out for a night to see a conjunction, but he has a complicated setup, and I just about gave up again. Too hard, too slow, too complicated.

Then when my mother died, and I got some inheritance money, I decided I would look into it a bit more, see if there were “easier” scopes. There were. A computerized GOTO scope that would allow me to set up, point at any three stars, and the computer would handle the rest. Great idea. I invested in the scope, the right scope for me, and thought I was making progress.

The universe pushed back. While 90% of the scopes in this model work great out of the box, I struggled with mine. One night, doing a sky tour, it went to zenith position (straight up) and the back of the scope hit the mount and ground the gears. I’d had it working for less than 3 months, and it was then gone for 2 months for repair.

Even after that, it took me five years of struggles, giving up here and there, trying again, giving up, trying again, and finally getting advanced help to figure out that it was an alignment issue. It wasn’t my eyes, it wasn’t my scope quality, it was the process I was doing combined with a computer problem. Fixed it, all excited leaving the guy’s house, pulled out on the road, and my tablet reminded me I had left it on the roof by flying off and tumbling along the road. $400 to fix. I destroyed it again 2 weeks later, paying $400 again. Again, the universe speaking to me, perhaps.

I thought maybe I could get a bit of momentum last year using my smartphone to take some basic astrophotography shots. I am not interested in the big long exposures with DSLRs, tons of processing time, high-end equipment, etc. Just some basics. Baby steps. Maybe someday I’ll do something more, I thought. But let me start with basic stuff.

I bought a simple adapter for my smartphone, gave it a go, no real luck. Upgraded the software, tried again. Struggled, again. Upgraded to a great adapter, practically foolproof. Found out that my phone was too old, too limited for what I was trying to do. Most people have iPhones that were outpacing everything, but I had an old Samsung. I borrowed Andrea’s iPhone 6 Plus and actually managed to get SOMETHING, although not awesome. But it was also her phone, and not a viable solution.

Took a break, figured at some point I would upgrade my phone and get the iPhone. Went back to visual observing only. And had a series of crappy nights for weather and struggled with maintaining my alignment. Not as bad as it had been, partly as I knew more about what I was doing, but still not inspiring. More like slogwork than an enjoyable hobby.

At New Year’s, I upgraded my phone and got a great iPhone XS Max. Should work great with the tools I have. Night Cap software, check. Best adapter on the market, check. Large light bucket telescope, check. There’s a guy out in Stittsville with the same setup doing amazing things; a guy on FB that I interact with who has basic setup doing amazing things. I gave it a go two weeks ago and couldn’t even get a single decent shot. This was my “momentum” builder idea. Get some shots, blog about stuff, learn as I write, stay interested. Hell, I volunteer with the local organization just so I have a reason not to flake out on the hobby.

So, yes, I’ve been struggling to keep interested. Keep working at it. Then, a seeming breakthrough. I went out on Sunday night and everything worked. I did a full star tour for the night sky, 100+ objects, alignment held well enough to see everything. I saw Mars. I saw Jupiter. I saw the Great Red Spot on Jupiter for the first time. Best night of viewing ever.

Then I screwed up. I forgot that the universe doesn’t seem to want me doing this hobby. I got happy and the universe apparently doesn’t like me happy. I got cocky and shared the news, partly to offset the less positive stories I have shared in the past about my astronomy hobby. Worse than that, I got hopeful, and that never ends well.

Last night, the sky was clear, and I was still feeling cocky, so I decided to set up in the back yard and see if I could image the moon or a couple of stars. Figure out the workflow. Went to the garage, got my scope and a portable grocery bin that I keep some basic stuff in (filters, etc.). Went back and got my full scope box. And I was there. Two trips, seemed like I finally had this “down” for my process for setting up even. Great work, Paul, I thought. Okay, let’s do a quick look at the moon, let Jacob see it too, and then he could have his bath, I’d go pick up Andrea, hopefully, the clouds would hold off, and I’d spend an hour on the imaging workflow. And the moon was a small crescent, an interesting target.

Let’s see, where did I put my eye-pieces? Huh. I didn’t bring them out. No wonder it only took me two trips. I forgot a box. Wait. How did I forget them? I just took the last box out of my astronomy cupboard with my scope in it, and the EP case wasn’t there. That’s weird. Maybe it’s on the floor.

Raced back to the garage. Not in the cupboard. Not on the floor. Not on the shelves by the cupboard. Not in the secondary cupboard. Not anywhere in the garage. Not by the front door. Not in the car still. Not anywhere.

Gone.

About $2K worth of eyepieces. Although it isn’t really about the cost. We have insurance, with a deductible of some sort, don’t remember right now.

And I don’t know if I somehow left them at the observing site (I checked, not there, and emailed a few people who could have seen them with no luck) or they were stolen from my garage (the door was open on the garage for a while on Monday or Tuesday night). It doesn’t really matter.

What matters is that the universe has spoken again. I keep struggling to get some momentum going, and it constantly feels like two steps forward and three steps back.

And if this was limited to just my astronomy hobby, I would find a way to roll with it. But it doesn’t feel like just astronomy.

Those who know me, know that I am huge on goal-setting, trying to make progress on lots of things. Like my 50by50 project for my 50th birthday. Not too many “bucket list” items on there, more small things. Baby steps. Things I can realistically achieve, to be honest.

One of my goal themes is health, fitness and cooking.

I cannot get momentum on my weight loss. I’m yoyoing on my weight, creeping slowly back to where I started, having gained 10 pounds back. The mental energy to keep focused is wearing me down like crazy. I took a break when I was overwhelmed, and I am struggling to muster any interest or energy to embrace anything else.

I bought a fitness gym, great idea, except it requires me to completely reorganize the basement. Dominoes that have to fall to get to the domino I want, and it’s just slogwork. And no guarantees of any success when I’m done. Maybe I’ll just flake out on it, maybe I’ll find it too hard. Or I’ll hurt myself and be unable to do it. The universe has many voices.

On the cooking front, I thought perhaps doing HelloFresh would help with stuff. Pre-organized meals. But mostly it has just meant a lot more work. Andrea is doing about the same, maybe more, and our prep time is way longer, even if we are doing more things together. Yet it still feels overwhelming, but without much in the way of “wow” improvements. Not sure it is worth it.

For the family / home / reading front, it’s a mixed bag of outcomes, partly because “outcome” doesn’t really apply to relationships. With Jacob, I keep trying to find things we can do together other than video games. Something that will spark a mutual interest. I was so excited for him to start the new school this year with the extra clubs — chess, math, coding. And none of those have worked out for him really. He did the math contests, throwaway days, nothing sustainable in his eyes. And one of his friends is being bullied, without much in the way of success to do anything about it. I’ve even spoken to the principal about it. J is hating school these days and about all we have to offer is that the summer is coming. Last year, we got him a remote control car, and I thought that would be awesome for him. A drone for me kind of fizzled, I need a much larger open space to find a way to control it easily, but I thought the car would be great. Got it going in Peterborough, worked well for about 20 minutes, and then it crashed and broke. I’ve got all the new parts but haven’t had the energy to hope it will work well for him after the first crushing failure. It was fun, and then just a disappointment for him. The universe is a sick fuck sometimes. I can deal when it kicks me, but when it kicks him, it is soul-crushing.

For the home side, there’s tons of stuff we should be doing, none of it ends well for me with home projects doing it myself. I’m good at writing cheques. That’s about it.

For the reading front, I started a Reading Challenge this year, and while there was initial interest from people, not many seem to be doing it, which is fine. I’m still doing it for myself, which was the original goal. And I wanted to use it as a prompt to purge some books too. Except after boxing up a bunch of boxes, I realized that there were two other dominoes that needed to fall before I could purge them, one of which has taken some time to figure out, and so they sit in the living room. Mocking me daily.

On the third theme, Finances / Organize / Activities, I was really hoping to do some retirement planning stuff. Except we need our benefits statements from the government, and all that stuff is screwed up by Phoenix. Hard to do planning without the data. Part of my interest is that I got excited last year about retirement, but then the universe nudged me on a couple of financial things, and I realized that my excitement is probably premature. There’s a small glimmer that I’ll be able to go in 7 years, but I suspect it is probably more like 12. On the organizational front, there are a ton of dominoes, and I have no interest in any of them. Just on my list. Too many other energy-sucking projects. Similarly for some of my activities, like trying to knit something, or going for axe-throwing. I just don’t have the energy to work on it.

Learning / Photography / Astronomy is my fourth theme, and we all know how well the astronomy stuff is going. On the Learning front, I forced myself to do some work on a course called Metaliteracy. Interesting, but in order to finish it, other people have to mark your assignments — it’s kind of like a group learning experience. Except if there aren’t enough people doing it, your assignment doesn’t get marked, and you kind of sit there stalled, waiting for someone to review your stuff. Which finally happened, but after I did weeks 1-4, out of ten in total, I kind of lost interest while waiting for the other inputs. It’s like the worst part of group assignments in regular school, added to a MOOC. I hate it, even if I want to finish the class.

On the photography front, I did a course at Henry’s, learned a lot, and a month after it was over, I’d forgotten just about all of it. I just can’t retain the process and workflow techniques. I understand the concepts, but the mechanics of applying the technique to a situation is lost to me as soon as the class is over. I’m doing an online video one now, and it’s the third time I’m trying to learn it. Maybe it will stick this time, but I’m not hopeful. Maybe this is just another hobby the universe doesn’t want me dabbling in. I’ve had similar experiences with origami. I love it, but I can’t remember the folds as soon as the diagram goes away.

I am not sure what to even say about my website. I write, I post, the abyss beckons. I wish I knew how to better engage people for comments. My hit count is up, but mostly it is dine-and-dash viewers. Whatever, it is still mainly for me. But the universe hasn’t fucked with me on it for a while, so I’m probably due.

I was hoping to finish my HR guide, and then found out that I’m going to have to have it reviewed by the Conflict of Interest people, with the likely outcome that I can maybe, possibly, give it away, but I likely, definitely can’t sell it as a book if I’m ever going to run a competition again. At least not while working for the government. Kind of kills any desire to keep writing.

On the work front, I had a great job, a good work-life balance, and I wanted a change after nine years. So I took one, ended up with a terrible management situation. Then I moved to what looked like an ideal outcome, everything I wanted, only for the project to accomplish almost nothing, and the subsequent work arrangement moved from working with three people I wanted to work with to instead one of them leaving, one of them retiring, and the job changing drastically to something I have done before and hoped not to do again. It’s not horrible, it’s just not great.

And yet I can’t help wondering if that is what the universe is trying to tell me. That “okay” should be the benchmark I aim for. I sure as hell can’t shoot for the stars, literally or figuratively.

The universe is trying to tell me something, shouting as loud as it can, and I am apparently too deaf or too stupid to know what it is telling me. And the frustration leads to anger, the anger to the dark side of the Force. Which right now feels about right. I want to grip the universe’s throat and choke the living shit out of it, just to see it squirm in fear. I just don’t have the energy to bother to think it would change anything.

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#50by50ish #50 – Rebooting my weightloss efforts (2.01)

The PolyBlog
April 3 2019

When last we saw our intrepid hero (i.e. me), he was facing a cliff-hanger of epic proportions (literally). He had plateaued, become relatively inert, started to despair, and wallowed in frustration. I needed a break. So I took one.

My “goal” for my break was to take my mental energy off my weight and health, and while I wasn’t planning to abandon all my new practices, I didn’t want to be tracking everything every day, only to see no progress. I stopped in early February, and planned to go to the end of March. That was this past Sunday.

So what did I do over the previous seven weeks?

On the positive side, I didn’t go completely crazy. I didn’t throw away my plans to eat breakfast more regularly, although I didn’t try to fight that hard to make it at home either. For snacks, I gave myself a break from preparing them by taking a financial hit, and so I bought my veggies at work more often than pre-chopping them at home. Lunches weren’t bad, but not great. A bit too much pizza thrown in as a treat rather than sticking to other healthier choices, but again, I didn’t go nuts either. I did better on drinking water through-out the day. And dinners stayed relatively the same. We tried out the Hello Fresh delivery service, and while the food was interesting, it also included more prep time than normal, and more prep time than say SupperWorks. We’ll stick with it a bit more, building up some extra recipes perhaps (the yakitori was great, also a couple of others), and then likely try some more SupperWorks. Finally, on the positive side, if I rely on measurement as my progress, my overall weight stayed relatively the same. Up and down a pound or two, but nothing much different than when I was plateaued. The real benefit is that I didn’t expend a lot of mental energy on it in the last seven weeks. That’s at least an indicator that some of the habits are part of my “new normal”.

On the negative side, I had a health scare in there for my heart, which turned out to be (likely) more reflux-related as my body gets used to my new meds. Speaking of which, I started taking a baby aspirin a day for my heart stuff, although my GP removed that from the regime now that my heart issues are “resolved” (i.e. no signs of a problem). I went up to five meds (2 BP, 1 diabetes, 1 reflux, 1 aspirin) and then down to three (dropped 1 BP and 1 aspirin), and then back up to four (added a cholesterol med). Long-term, maybe I can get rid of them all, but for now, we work with what we have.

Continuing on the negative side, I’ve been eating ice cream a little too regularly in the last seven weeks. Not excessively, but since it’s my Kryptonite, I was using Ross’ philosophy from Friends (“I was on a break!”) to allow myself to do it…DQ, Frosties, Laura Secord. It’s a slippery slope.

I’ve also been a giant house slug with the snow challenges. I’ve been hibernating way too much. Sigh.

CTRL-ALT-DELETE

But Monday marked my overall reboot, and the beginning of round 2 / attempt 2 to start the next 25 pound goal. It’s 10 weeks to my birthday, which is probably too short a time to get all 25 pounds lost, but I have smaller goals in there to get things done (like getting my basement done so I can work out in it — or as my new advisor, the Kinesiologist, suggests, I should picture the goal of getting the physical set-up in the right layout as the first exercise / workout). We had a great first appointment, and I suspect we’ll have 2-3 more before I’m fully on track for the future.

After restarting Monday, I can feel the challenge for the week…yesterday was my first day back at work with full menu control. Today I sacrificed a bit at lunch to have pizza with a friend, but I’ll adjust for it in my other items for the day. And I’m planning to BBQ on Saturday night. How wrong can the week go when it ends with BBQ?

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#50by50ish #50 – Lose weight – Part 16, complete failure

The PolyBlog
February 20 2019

If you’ve read my blog in recent weeks, you’ll have noticed a trend. Lack of movement. Increasing despair. Frustration. Wallowing.

I am struggling to keep with my program, and to get ANY momentum at all, ranging even from eating healthier with my snacking and breakfast times all the way through to actual being ready for exercise. I’ve been trying various things to “re-energize” my approach but most of it is frankly just not working.

So today marks my last post on this topic until Spring hits. I’m just focusing too much on negative sides of what I’m not accomplishing that it is starting to affect my overall mood and emotions. I’m taking a break. No, I’m not stopping, no, I’m not giving up. But I had to let go of the constant tension and I did that today.

I desperately wanted a quick comfort boost and my normal outlets — a creamy hot chocolate or an actual frozen hot chocolate from Timothy’s — were not getting the job done. So I gave in to what my body was telling me.

I had ice cream at Laura Secord. 

If you have read the previous blogs, you know how I feel about it. Tantamount to falling off the wagon for AA members and taking a drink. Attempt #1 is complete and I’ve failed to achieve my goal. I did make some progress, there’s positive in them there hills, but a failure nevertheless.

I’ll try to minimize the backsliding over the next two months. I may even make some more progress in there. But for now, I’m done blogging about it until at least April 15th. I need some quick wins on other fronts to get my confidence back up. 

Not the posts I thought I would be writing about now, but it is what it is, I guess. Sigh.

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Updating my book reviews again…sigh

The PolyBlog
February 10 2019

Soooo, about my book reviews on my website. I tweaked and played about five major times with layout, format, etc. between 2005 and 2015. It has come up enough that my wife’s reaction to ANOTHER change was basically that I was always fiddling with it, wasn’t I? Not quite, but it obviously seems like it to her.

Early on, it was just by email. Then I had a website, and I tried multiple layouts and even some plugins. I was posting the reviews on Amazon, and even had some inkling that maybe some day I could be a top reviewer for them. Lots of people do 10-20 reviews and stop, and back when I was starting, even 500 reviews would have put you in the top 50. Then Amazon exploded and their affiliate program grew too, so now people review EVERYTHING. So I expanded my reviews to post them elsewhere too — Indigo, Google, Barnes and Noble, GoodReads, Ottawa Public Library, LibraryThing, etc.

But other than that, the major changes have been a result of something external:

  1. Changing servers — Each time I’ve moved from one host to another, it has almost always broken some aspect of my site because the config was different on the new host, and I therefore had to go in and modify something in my reviews…that’s happened four separate times in total;
  2. Amazon changed their policy on disclosure — Amazon added a requirement to all reviews that they had to disclose if the writer had received a free book or anything in exchange for the review or knew the author. An extra paragraph for the reviews, and as consistency is one of the hobgoblins in my little mind, I added that section during one of the updates;
  3. A plugin I used changed — I was using one plugin that would do the link, and it changed the way it worked, requiring me to go in and manually adjust a bunch of reviews…to avoid the gremlins with that, I switched plugins and used a paid plugin with more firepower behind it. Again, it required a revamp and update to the reviews, including for layout as to how the images showed around the text; and,
  4. I became an Amazon affiliate — this happened in the midst of all this so that if someone read a review on my site, then clicked through to Amazon, I’d get a few pennies on the referral if they subsequently bought something.

Here’s the thing though…If you want people to click through, and get the money, it only works well if they see the Amazon logo and button to buy, etc. I hate that layout. It messes up my theme, in part, but it is also really crass and commercial. I could also make money selling advertising on my site, small banners here and there, maybe even enough to pay for my monthly web bill. And more. But I have ZERO interest in having ads on my site. Ever. Yet there I was considering embedding an Amazon ad? I opted instead for the lowest click-through / least offensive layout and I got almost no click-throughs and thus earned no revenue. I didn’t care about that, I only cared that it let me link to their book images, really. Sure, if I got enough revenue to buy a free book once in awhile, what was the harm?

So that’s where I was as of January 2016 (Finally setting up my book reviews). I had my layout, everything was SET. Perfect. Then I merged my sites back into one, but that was fine, only a minor tweak then. I uploaded 36 more BRs, a few more here and there at a time, added another 10 for my 50by50 campaign (#50by50 #28 – Write ten book reviews). I’m over 100 now, and quite happy with them, Sam I am.

ENTER THE GDPR DRAGON!

Dun, dun, dun! As part of the implementation of the European Union’s General Data Protection Regulation (GDPR as it is usually written), many websites are trying to figure out how to deal with transitory data about users. In the old days, they had people register, give them some basic profile info, and then sat on it even if they weren’t using it. Now, in the EU, if the user hasn’t interacted with the website in over a year, and thus can’t be said to be “current”, then a few things happen. Most sites started emailing the user to say “Do you still want to continue?”. Many tried to figure out if there were ways to dump the data but keep some basic profile. And others, like Amazon, who are always in the EU’s cross-hairs due to domestic companies complaining they can’t compete, were forced to look at accounts even in their affiliate programs to see if they were fully “active”. Even if they aren’t EU accounts.

So Amazon et al with affiliate programs are culling the herd. If the affiliate links aren’t generating any traffic, i.e., no referrals, no income, etc., then they are shutting them down. For most people, this seems like an almost no-brainer. If you’re not using it, what does it matter? Well, for one thing, when Google indexes sites, it looks to see who and what links to other places. If I was part of a fanbase that really liked one author, and 100 of us had links to their books on Amazon, it might not generate any revenue (we already have the book), but it would boost Google rankings. If they cull the affiliate accounts, then my link looks VERY different and lots of people will just dump it instead. Fewer links to Amazon, lower rankings of some products in Google. The EU wasn’t stupid. The corollary though was also true…if the link is sitting there, doing nothing but may somehow, somewhere generate a sale for Amazon, why would THEY want to kill it? Lots of people suggested it was better to have updated Amazon databases of active referrers, but they weren’t DOING anything to really service my account. And they WERE getting links, just not ones that generated any revenue for me. So it wasn’t costing them anything. But the GDPR hit, someone decided this was a way to comply, and all affiliate links that hadn’t generated income in the last year were killed. Well, perhaps a better description was that Amazon maimed my API limb.

Know what an API is? No, okay, here’s a simple explanation. If you have a smartphone with a Facebook app, that app connects to the Facebook API to know how to transfer info and it connects with your account to allow you to do or see updates. Two permissions, although you only see one — you give it permission to access your account. But long before you downloaded the app, the developer had to get permission to access FB’s API at all. 

For Amazon, the API is the guts and power that your website needs to connect to their website and pull some data. And most websites have the same licensing rules — if you link to their site, you have to use their API to pull data, and if you use their API, you agree to their terms and conditions; if you link to their site without their API, you’re violating their licensing.

Okay, enough tech babble. What does this mean? It means that although I get to still be an Amazon affiliate, I cannot access their Amazon API. Which means I can’t pull data from their product pages like the BOOK’S IMAGE and format it however I want. Which was the primary thing I did. I can do banners, I can do detailed pages, etc., but no custom layouts. Heck, even NON-AFFILIATES can pull data from Amazon if they don’t care if it looks like this:

It’s freaking HUGE, and it is hard to style well. Definitely NOT what I wanted.

SO ABOUT GOODREADS

GoodReads is owned by Amazon, but they have mostly left it alone. They increased the links to Amazon products, etc., but you can still do a fair amount with it. And since I’ve also got an account over there, and have posted my reviews there, the site lets me use their API to show that review back on my own site. It even gives me the code to directly embed my review. There are two general caveats with their API usage…first, I can’t start harvesting their site willy-nilly, steal all their data, and create my own database to serve. Seems fair. Second, I have to include a clear and identifiable link back to GoodReads. The code it gives you to paste shows you one way to meet these requirements, and I tweak it slightly for wording and flow, and size of image, all allowable in the terms and conditions. Perfect, right?

Well, not quite. First of all, the code for Amazon has to be deleted — with the API not working for them anymore, or at least not allowing ME to use it, all the old images I pulled are gone. But not just “not showing”, they’re replaced by a little image of a missing picture file. So the code has to be deleted, and done so relatively manually as it is different links on every page (same structure, different sub-elements, so can’t just search and replace).

But I had also conformed to the Amazon rules about disclosure, which doesn’t make much sense on my site as it is the same text almost every time. No I didn’t get a free book; no I don’t know the author personally; no I don’t follow or interact with them on social media. Blah blah blah. A legalistic text that sometimes seems overkill if the rest of the review is short. Yet if I’m no longer constrained by the Amazon API, I can delete that. Sweet.

Oh, but then the bottom-line / one line summary should be in a different spot in the review, it doesn’t look right where it is sitting now. And some text right above it was fine being in 14 point font previously but now that I’m moving things around, it should go to 10 point font and two horizontal lines should be ditched. Plus a heading is no longer accurate.

Bloody hell.

Sure, they look “okay”, and I could simply go through and do the bare minimum to do the update. I did that once before — I decided that a bunch of individualised links at the bottom were taking too long to generate, so I ditched them. But I didn’t go back and delete them from previous reviews. I just left them. They looked sucky, but I didn’t want to edit.

Since I’m going to have to edit ANYWAY now, I might as well clean up everything, no?

Damn the European Union and the extraterritoriality of their cyber laws!

While this should be the last time I have to ever edit the BRs that I’ve already done, and there is now nothing in any of them that would no longer link properly, it’s still a pain in the patootie to edit 125 posts. But I’m anal about how things appear, which is partly why I have a website at all. At least I’ve got a decent workflow figured out — delete the old images (Amazon link, featured image); adjust the old layout (adjust a heading, remove horizontal lines, reduce font size for a legend, remove repetitive disclosure, move the one-line summary, and delete some old stuff I should have deleted previously); and paste the new GoodReads code (image plus link to more information).

While I’m not happy I “have” to do it, I am happy with the detachment from a commercial vendor like Amazon, and having more control over my layouts and how things appear. I just have to remember to never tell my wife about it again.

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