FROM THE EDITOR’S DESK: Rethinking my priorities

Growing up really is hard to do, isn’t it?

I’m at the ripe age of 27 and I’ve learned really quickly that this world is bigger than me, I’ll never see it all, learn it all or even understand it all and I’ll never understand women, either.

josh petersonBut at the rate I’m going, I’m bound to figure out the latter before I do the rest of the world. Why? Well, on one hand I work in newspaper and have literally no travel budget and on the other hand I manage to put myself into predicaments with women that warrant me sending these columns to a good TV producer to see if I can’t cash in. When that happens you will know because these columns will stop. Quickly. (I have a sense many of you are cheering for that to actually happen.)

Let me fill you in on the latest episode of “Stubborn Josh Doesn’t Pay Attention.” (Not very catchy. I’ll think of something else. Submit your ideas to mteditor@lcs.net)

This past Saturday was football day. Tennessee and Florida. I was in my “Tennessee zone.” I get into that zone about 12 Saturday’s a year and maybe when they start winning again I’ll get into it 13 or 14 Saturday’s a year. But that’s neither here nor there.

Holly, a vibrant Tennessee fan herself, was undoubtedly in her Tennessee zone, too. She watches the games and cheers with me every time and that, most certainly, is why we are getting married.

But I’ve learned, after a rough Saturday of apologizing, that I can’t just watch football and zone out those around me – Holly and the kids included. Guilty as charged, your honor. I was so negligent I walked past Holly to turn on the surround sound, bumped into her painting and messed it up mid-stroke, walked back to my seat and never even noticed I bothered her.

In my single days (there were plenty of them for some reason … see above actions) I could watch as much football as I wanted, zone out who I wanted and really do what I wanted. But even football is changing for me now. No more “Tennessee zone” all by myself. I’m learning I have to open my zone up for all to join – like an open Wifi network.

I’ll leave it at that. But I owed Holly many apologies for turning into a football zombie and they were given. The kind-hearted woman she is, she accepted and life has since moved on. But I will tell you this, life never moves on the same when you are going from single to married with two kids.

Fortunately for me I have a good teacher and a good zone to open myself up to.

 -Josh Peterson is the editor of the Manchester Times. He is a Tennessee Press Association award-winning writer and photographer. His column, “From the editor’s desk” won TPA first-place honors for best personal humor column. He can be reached by email at mteditor@lcs.net or by telephone at 931-728-7577 ext. 105. Follow him on Twitter @joshpeterson29


Posted on Tuesday, September 24, 2013 at 9:46 am