Saturday, 6 August 2011
A few weeks ago I was trying to sort out some space on my bookshelves in the living room and the loft when I realised that I had quite a lot of self-help books. A few I had dipped into. Most I had been given for one reason or another but, presumably, because the giver had thought I needed help to help myself. They were given quite a few years ago when my life was, how should I say, confused. I ceased to be 'confused' over five years ago. It occurred to me that I'd never be likely to open any of them again (there's confidence for you!) so I decided to get rid of them and make space on the shelves.
However I have kept one related book: Richard Carlson's Don't Sweat The Small Stuff. If there is a book which has given me a mantra then this is the book. Frankly the majority of the 246 - albeit small - pages are superfluous because all that matters is that we realise that we shouldn't sweat the small stuff and that the great majority of the things that get to us on an everyday basis are small stuff.
There is a test. If something, for example, annoys you, the first question to ask yourself is whether it will matter in a year from now. If not, will in matter in six months? Three months? Three weeks? Three days? Tomorrow? And if not, then why does it matter now?
Life's good. Thanks to my friends.