I recently read about Lewin’s equation. It’s a formula proposed by psychologist Kurt Lewin in 1936 stating that behavior (B) is the function of the person (P) and their environment (E). So basically, our habits, our actions, our lives, are determined by our surroundings and our natural inclinations. Kind of an equilibrium between nature and nurture.
B=f(P,E)
While it’s an elegant theory, I don’t think it accounts for just how much influence the person (P) is both to their environment and in spite of it. I mean, I’ve lived with two teenagers for many years, and despite providing a stable, loving, encouraging home with reasonable rules and expectations, the results are in stark contrast. One teen is respectful, grateful, responsible, and in dire need of a haircut; the other is a temperamental, hormonal bundle of attitude… with a messy room… and a desire to be paid for chores not done.
Ahh, the joys of parenting.
In other news, September was a stressful… and expensive month. In a span of one week, I was hit with multiple stress-induced headaches:
- A/C went out and needed repairs.
- Purchased a portable A/C because I work from home, and unbearable heat doesn’t make for a productive work environment.
- Took my wife’s car in for an oil change, and left with new brakes, new rotors, and a complete fluid change.
- Our deep-freezer died
It wasn’t all bad, though. While my Campfire Queen and I waited for her car to be fixed (and the inevitable hefty price tag to follow), she soothed my anxious soul with the complete Silo series by Hugh Howey and a D&D essentials kit.
Because love… and retail therapy.
Also, my kiddo accurately guessed what he was getting for his birthday. So I decided to let him open it early. He’s a huge fan of the Jedi: Fallen Order and Jedi: Survivor games, so I bought him a replica Cal Kestis lightsaber from Raven Forge. Now I’m a little worried that I have a Sith lord on my hands.
Speaking of my kiddo, he turns 16 in just a couple of weeks. That’s a milestone that both makes me happy and fills me with anxiety. Everyone says to ‘enjoy it while it lasts’, but all my anxiety-riddled mind can focus on is the time that’s running out. I suppose that will never change.
With that, I leave you with the cuteness of the Fluffertons.
Until next time, ‘ver heil ok sæl’.
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