“News – Breaking news
Tuesday, Jan. 12, 2010
Wife allegedly changes wires on saw to shock hubby
The Associated Press
OLYMPIA, Wash. — Court papers allege that an Olympia woman, angry that her husband left her, tampered with his power tools so that he received a powerful electric shock. Carolyn Paulsen-Riat was booked Friday into the Thurston County Jail for investigation of third-degree assault, domestic violence, and second-degree malicious mischief. A judge released the 33-year-old woman on her own recognizance.
The Olympian newspaper reported that court documents said that on Jan. 1, the man was using a 220-volt table saw when he received the shock, knocking him to the ground. Thurston County sheriff’s deputies said the man did not need to go to a hospital.
In the documents, deputies said the woman told them she had reversed the wires on his power tools because she was angry he was leaving.”
And I contemplated all the terrible things I wanted to do to my ex-husband when it was all new and fresh. And I’m mostly glad I didn’t. Although that one might have been worth it.
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I’ve spent the last two or three weeks admiring the crocuses and daffodils that crept up through the soil this spring. This week, I noticed the peony shafts starting to sneak up behind them. I have been absolutely reveling in the warm weather, wearing my spring “layers” that allow me to work my way down to a tank top or t-shirt in the middle of a warm afternoon.
Yesterday, they announced that a cold front was moving in and we should expect up to 4 inches of snow. We only got 2 or 3 inches but my world is covered in white. I guess it’s a good thing that I didn’t get the mulch all cleaned out of the flowerbeds yet.
It’s funny how quickly the weather can change. Life is like that as well. It’s a matter of how you deal with it, I guess. I woke up, looked out the window and appreciated the beauty of the snow covered landscape. Later, when the sun makes it’s appearance, I’ll drag out my camera and get a few shots of the daffodils peeking out through the snow.
It’s one of those things I look at and ask “Well, is there anything I can do about it?” The answer is always no. You simply can’t change the weather. It’s ruled by something greater than me. All I can do is adjust my life and behavior around it. I probably won’t go kite flying today or clean the winter leaves out of the flowerbeds. I will likely take advantage of the picturesque view of the daffodils standing proud above the piles of snow. I”m anxious for the sun to rise so I can grab my camera and capture that view.
I treat most things in life like I do the weather. I ask the question “Is there anything I can do about it?” In most cases, the answer is no and I simply adjust my life around it. Complaining usually doesn’t do any good, unless it’s communicated to someone who can do something about a situation. If there is an action to be taken, I take it. If there’s beauty to be found in it, I find it. This morning, my world is beautiful and peacefully covered in snow as the sun peeks over the horizon.
And still, I’m going to make it a great day!
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I woke up this morning after a night of interesting dreams and wondered to myself “What does it take for people to change perspective?”
I wandered onto Twitter and watched the feed for anything that would help me to answer this. And I ran across a tweet that said “How I got where I am”. I clicked on the link and found an Ezine.
The page was relatively plain – there was a picture of a woman at a shooting range, the caption underneath said “Another move toward regaining my equilibrium was learning to shoot – to kill if necessary.”
Intrigued, I read the article. It horrified me. If you’re interested in reading it, here’s the link: http://www.openzine.com/aspx/Zine.aspx?IssueID=1493
After reading it, I realized that change has come to me mostly at times of great crises. Or great crises came at times of change. I believe the two are tied together on a deep level.
Most people get into a comfortable routine and stay there for much of their lives. Mine has been uprooted and changed multiple times over the course of my lifetime.
Some of us reach the point of change gradually, starting out with a slight discomfort and maybe not actually taking action until that slight discomfort becauses extreme.
What does it take to generate changes in your life?
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