It goes without saying that Nicole has had a lot to do. (Yet I say it anyway.) I feel bad that I can't help her with it, and I feel glad that I don't have to. But while I may have escaped the hassle of moving out, I cannot escape the hassle of moving in, starting a new job, moving to a new city, and immigrating to a new country. The pile of tedious phone calls and documents seems endless.
I realize that few enjoy fumbling with the minutiae of modern life, but I honestly dread it. Sure I get it done, but the whole time I'm, say, interacting with an automated phone system to, say, set up my internet, I've got a script rolling in the back of my head--Why in the hell am I wasting my brain power on this? Such experiences have revealed something about myself--I like ideas, thinking about "the big picture," but I don't like dealing with all the details that go into that big picture.
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| Bart's photo of Friends of Lafitte Corridor, on an annual hike of the route. |
Here's an example. Years ago, I was walking with my friend Bart when we crossed a dead railroad bed, and I said that someone ought to make it a bike trail. That happened one or two more times, before Bart started a group, Friends of Lafitte Corridor. To make a very long story short, this group became the impetus for making this trail a reality. That is, after a lot of work by Bart and other volunteers, New Orleans' City Hall signed a contract with a design firm; the bike trail/park is going to happen, marking a major improvement in New Orleans' infrastructure. Bart has credited me with the idea, and I appreciate that. But the truth is I didn't do, nor would have done, dick-all to make that happen. I had a big idea but no patience for the details.
I can't wait for Nicole and our kittens to arrive. As we begin our lives in this new city, I should invest myself more in the details of some of my ideas.


3 comments:
Seems like you and I won't be coming back to New Orleans anytime soon. Kind of a bittersweet notion. As much as we love the city, the city doesn't love us back. Well, at least, that's the way I feel about it.
... but then again when I listen to the original "Big Chief" by Prof. Longhair my confidence is restored ... one day I'll be back fo sho.
hummm....wondering if that big picture thing applies to stuff like taking a bath/shower?
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