Greetings and salutations!
Have you had the opportunity to enjoy the peacefulness of working on puzzles? How do you plan it out? Do you collect all the outside pieces and connect them before tackling the inside? Do you group all the same colors together and work from there? Do you look at the picture on the box and try to match it up as you go along? For those of you who may mow the grass, is it the same? What about when you have a large area to sweep or mop, do you start at the perimeter and make your way inwards?
How about when your corporate offices tell you “We’re going to stay open an hour longer”. What is your plan, do you pre-close just as you would be when closing at your regular time and be out at your regular time or wait until close and be out an hour later? Do you have a plan at all?
This past weekend I decided to start on a puzzle my sister gave me at Christmas. Honestly, I hadn’t completed a puzzle in quite some time! It is 1000 pieces, and that right there is overwhelming to me. As I started sifting through the pieces looking for all the outside straight-sided pieces, I found myself daydreaming about life and how puzzles relate to life. How people may figure stuff out that they may not have the knowledge or experience doing.
Today it is much easier because we have Google and YouTube, but back in the not so far distant past when these platforms didn’t yet exist, we had to do research in the form of going to the library, reading manuals, or networking with people who were experts in the field. In today’s world, I believe many skills of meticulous thinking have gone by the wayside.
Yes, after watching a YouTube video one can wing most anything, it may take multiple viewings, but you can figure it out. When I purchased my first vehicle at 21 from the junkyard, I could see the many cosmetic upgrades I needed to attend to but as for the mechanical stuff I was at a loss. I went to the library and researched what I could, but nothing made sense to me, so I headed down to a friend’s house who’s father owned the mechanic shop.
I proceeded to ask 1000 and 1 questions to her father before he offered to help me. He helped me get my 1965 Ford Fairlane in running condition in no time. We worked on it after school and on some weekends. The smell of grease and gas on your hands and clothing, there is something to be said about that. It was a cool-looking ride, although it had manual everything and no power steering was the worst. I enjoyed the hands-on learning and bonding with that car. Some people’s junk can become other people’s treasures is a true statement. As for puzzles I choose to do actual in person rather than online puzzles. The experience is so much more meaningful. It slows me down and I can enjoy the