Inner Boss or Guardian Angel?

Inner Boss or Guardian Angel?

I don’t know about you guys but I have a pretty good relationship with my “inner boss” (some call it their Guardian Angel, mine is way to bossy to have wings).

I know this because she has kept me out of trouble for most of my life. Guiding me toward what makes sense, and away from my most idiotic tendencies. That is when I listen to her.

What I often forget to factor into my daily discourse with all of the idiots (I say that with love) around me, is that THEY also have an inner boss who is guiding them away from idiocy. 

But can we trust that? 

Can I trust that the guy driving sixty-miles-an-hour next to me on the 101 and TEXTING is going to put down his phone long enough to hear his “boss” try to convince him that the fight—texting with Debra is a really bad idea?

I heard a woman talking the other day about her twelve-year-old son wanting desperately to walk on their frozen pond. It was early March and she wasn’t convinced the ice was still thick enough to support him. 

In other words, FUCK NO!

Just to back up her concerns she told him all the “falling through thin ice” stories she could think of. Especially the ones that didn’t end well. She even showed him the videos on YouTube. By the end of her lecture, he was yawning and SHE was the one who was hyperventilating and needed a cocktail.

She was so worried that he’d disobey her warning that she forbid him to go outside at all.

Seeing that it was the first nice day they’d had in months, he pitched a hissy fit and she felt like Cruella D’Ville. Even the dog showed his disapproval by pooping in their downstairs bathtub. 

Maybe we should all just wrap ourselves in bubble wrap, live in a hermetically sealed room, and call it a life, right? I mean at some point we have to trust that those we love (and even those we don’t) have their own inner boss who will keep them out of danger. Ewwwww, that’s a haaaard one!

I’m practicing this in real-time with my own husband—who is a twelve-year-old boy in a man suit. 

He wants to go on his annual motorcycle ride up in Northern Cal barely two weeks after getting out of ICU due to a nasty interaction between his motorcycle AND THE GROUND. All the doctors advise against it. They warn him that the margin of error is, well, zero. If he falls again, it will be bad. 

Like, fall through thin ice bad. 

But I’m not his mom. I can’t forbid him to go.  I have to trust that his inner boss will take the wheel. That he will realize the idiocy of taking a chance like that—and make the “right” decision.

He asked for my opinion and I gave it: Go on the trip, just drive a car.

“That’s what my better angels were telling me to do!” he admitted. 

Whew! I guess that “trusting” shit really does work sometimes! With sixty-five-year-old men.
Mother’s—I still wouldn’t let my kid walk on the frozen pond.

What do you think?

Carry on,
xox

4 Comments
  • Laura says:

    My inner boss looks and acts more like John Travolta in Michael. But still…just don’t let the big guy drive his motorcycle across an icy pond. That’s where I’d definitely draw the line!
    All will be well…xo

    • jbertolus says:

      I love the visuals of this, Laura! Michael as your “boss” (does he really smell like choc. chip cookies?) and the motorcycle on thin ice (yikes!)
      Thanks, for reading!
      xoxJ

  • dominator says:

    I feel for you!
    Trusting another person, let alone your mate, to make decisions that can affect life and limbs is an act of courage.
    You want to be included in the process but recognize the danger of setting boundaries.
    Life is an adventure full of bumps and scrapes, not all physical, but all a dance with freedom.
    Freedom not necessarily just to do what you want but to really want what you do.

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