a master list of things to stop tolerating.
Note: Only 200 are listed below. We are still
editing our raw list of 2000+ toleations and will
upload them here (by category) when available,
hopefully by December 29, 1998.
don't have enough storage space for all my office
desk is full of stacks of papers.
wallpaper is peeling in the bathroom.
husband is not unconditionally constructive with my
am 15 pounds overweight.
webpage needs updating.
hair doesn't look good unless it is
guest bedroom needs cleaning up (it looks like a
office is a mess -clothes on the floor
kitchen needs a dishwasher (and it shouldn't be
don't schedule enough time to dream.
am not spending enough time in the
don't set time aside to meditate.
am not saving $2000 per month.
am not getting paid on time from all my
who cancel appointments at the last
clutter in my office.
shed that is so full you can't get into
that should be reevaluated but haven't
a water conditioner.
the solar panels on the roof.
walls need painting.
floor needs new tile.
having a key for the t-tops of the car.
having a well pump for the well.
Joeann Fossland, email@example.com
am tolerating the fact that I must park 4 blocks
am tolerating the non-leadership style of my
am tolerating a half-finished kitchen.
am tolerating the fact that I trip over my dog's
toys throughout the house.
am tolerating the fact that I have to get up each
morning before the sun rises.
am tolerating evening telephone
am tolerating the fact that my car has limited
am tolerating mortgage and car
am tolerating negative attitudes of people with
whom I work.
am tolerating needy relatives.
am tolerating poor customer service and inadequate
responses from vendors.
am tolerating the fact that I cannot eat food with
sugar or salt.
am tolerating low levels of reserve.
am tolerating too many possessions that need to be
am tolerating a backyard that is an
am tolerating the fact that the need for home
maintenance and repairs is constant.
am tolerating the wonder of e-mail and the Internet
along with their invasiveness.
am tolerating the refusal of my bank to return my
am tolerating my lack of a creative
am tolerating the fact that Christmas decorations
are appearing in stores before
am tolerating a profession whose goals and
standards I can no longer relate to.
am tolerating the fact that all of my debt will not
be paid off until March 2008.
am tolerating the fact that I have an inadequate
am tolerating the demands on my time of three
am tolerating a former spouse who does not
contribute time or money to help raise our
am tolerating the inanity of television
am tolerating ego-based, spendthrift state and
am tolerating the fact that I do not have
replacement belts for my vacuum
in the grout in the tiles high in my
on the plastic shower curtain.
crack in the sealer around the base of the shower
(that's already been fixed once.)
pink tile in the bathroom.
lights on the medicine cabinet because one of the
glass lampshades needs to be replaced.
webs in a corner of my kitchen near the floor where
the empty orange juice bottles that need to go to
the recycle bin are, along with cleaning supplies
that won't fit under the sink.
glasses on top of my fridge that have sand and wax
in them because they were used as candle holders
for caroling when I had a Christmas party 10 years
elusive wisps of dog hair that the minute I clean
them up in one place they show up somewhere
fact that I have to keep the end table by my chair
cluttered in order to put my coffee cup on it
because if it's cleaned off the cat will lie on it,
leaving no room for my coffee cup.
no longer have a kitchen table because it's the
only surface big enough to keep the cat food on so
that the dog won't get in it.
slipcovers that looked really great in the store,
are a great concept, but just aren't quite the
right shade of yellow.
white cotton area rug that gets dingy in a hurry,
doesn't match the new slipcovers, is currently
graced by a dark brown spot where a cat barfed on
it, but it sure brings a lot of light in the
wall to wall carpeting in what was once royal blue
and resists cleaning attempts.
dining room table that is currently covered with a
computer printer, an purse I'm not currently using,
a camera, and a myriad of magazines and pieces of
mail that I don't know what else to do
whites that have yellowed because of hard
humidifier that needs a new filter to work
inherited chest of drawers that has a piece of the
veneer broken off from when I was vacuuming and the
hose caught on the already loose wood and broke it
attempt to fix one toleration but putting a window
shade in a window only to have it become a new
toleration because it doesn't quite cover the edges
cat that thinks it's necessary to lie on my wrists
when I'm working on the computer.
living room window that is cracked, needs a new
rope, and is so dirty I can't see out it when the
sun is shining.
very nice floored attic that is difficult to get to
because the steps are falling apart.
a job where I type about people with malignant
cancer all day.
8 hours a day in a room with no window.
co-worker who has more tolerations than I do (!)
and spends all day talking about them.
the office dumping ground because I'm such a good
a sugar and caffeine addiction.
Prozac and experiencing more severe PMS symptoms
Prozac and gaining weight because I can't seem to
care about changing my eating habits
40 pounds overweight and hating myself in the
chin hairs like an old lady when I'm in my late
only what's comfortable (i.e. elastic waist pants
and sensible shoes) and looking like a slob because
I can't bear tightness of any kind
squirrel who at this very moment is getting in the
bird feeder just outside the aforementioned living
gotten very good at acting patient and hating every
minute of it.
making art or music or crafts because I just want
to stay in that mode forever and really not deal
with all these tolerations.
stains on the walls of my utility room.
roof that is only half re-shingled because the
tenant in the house next store that was supposed to
do it 3 or 4 years ago never did and has since
iron porch railings.
on the house that almost has no paint on it
1960's, white siding.
Iowa for its serenity and quiet beauty and the fact
that it's home, hating the fact that it's a
fourteen-hour drive to the mountains.
found someone to organize and handle my debts
before I went bankrupt, but still skating on thin
ice every month with no end in site.
having a coach because I can't afford
frustrated at not being able to do much about most
of my tolerations because they need money to
having a state of the art stereo and not being able
to replace my 20-year-old stereo
a wonderful state-of-the-art synthesizer that I've
dreamed of having since high school and needing an
engineering degree to use it as it was intended to
be used (and I'm good with things like computers
a saddle and riding boots and no horse.
fact that I don't know when I'll next be able to
take a trip somewhere and that's what I live
fact that I can't seem to come up with a concrete
way to describe what I'm doing as a
so many talents and interests that I'm constantly
being pulled in lots of directions.
ever having been very good at maintaining
acquaintances, just a handful of close friends,
being clueless about how one builds a network and
not being to able to figure it out in a way that
isn't too overwhelming.
easily overwhelmed and trying to act like I'm
surrounded by nice, hardworking, decent people that
think following your dreams is a needless,
people throw away money on collector Barbie
from and living in a state where it's ingrained in
the collective consciousness that the more you're
tolerating, the more righteous you are. (Double
that for the Amish communities).
the way animals are "processed" for food, and yet
not being able to give up eating beef because it's
comfort food for an Iowan such as
fear that if I move to someplace I love to visit,
it will be ruined forever.
fact that I'm an only child and when the time comes
that my parents need to be cared for, it's all
going to fall on me.
can't afford to move anywhere even if I got brave
enough to do it.
that techniques like affirmations, self-hypnosis,
guided imagery work for me and still not doing them
I don't have 20 clients like my one wonderful
client who will pay me $200 a month (or
having a garage for my car.
parts of my lawn being covered in Creeping
a weekly column for the local newspaper for 7
months and, although I volunteered to do it in
exchange for being published, I'd like to be paid
for it now, especially since I hear that's what
people are reading first, and not knowing what to
do about it.
fact that my laptop computer has needed a new
battery for months.
an old desktop computer that needs to be taken to a
re-sale shop but not being able to face going in
and sorting through the e-mail files on
so intent on being true to myself that it gets in
I don't have enough time to read and understand all
that I want to.
an introvert in an extroverted world and believing
it when I'm told I need to become an extrovert in
order to be successful.
95% of my waking hours struggling with frustration
of some sort or another.
hungry right now and not wanting to stop writing
these tolerations until I feel like I'm
more books that bookshelves.
a clerical worker.
all of the people I call friends are 10 to 20 years
older than I am.
knowing how to ask for space from people without
getting snippy because I've waited too
health insurance that doesn't pay for massage
therapy or other alternative therapies besides
lower back problems from sitting in a non-ergonomic
chair all day.
one of those combination
copier/scanner/answering-fax machines when I really
need a flatbed scanner and copier for copying from
books and finding out the computer re-sell stores
won't take it.
my mom still thinks she can tell me what to do,
especially as far as leisure activities go, even
though she knows that she's never been able to tell
me what to do since I was a baby.
I don't know how to tell my Mom to cut it out
without hurting her feelings.
feeling that if my parents died tomorrow, it would
be catastrophic for me, even though I think I've
been trying to plan ahead.
in an uninsulated house in place where it
frequently gets below 0 in the winter.
designated the keeper of the family mementos and
a poorly remodeled kitchen where there isn't really
room to work.
a neat looking 1950's stove/oven that only half the
burners and one of the ovens works on.
to go to my parents if I want to do any serious
baking because the kitchen was designed for
crabby a lot.
having a friend in the same town that I can just
call up on the spur of the moment to go to the
movie or hiking or something.
like I don't really have time to do pointless
things that are just fun.
four hours away from any good sized city (Chicago,
St. Louis) that I could visit for museums,
specialty shops, like-minded organizations, etc.,
but wanting to live in a small town.
with a constant inner sense of deep
lack of sunlight in winter.
of ice on the sidewalks.
only 500 feet above sea level.
myself up because I can't seem to apply all the
things I know to myself.
getting enough of deep belly laughing every
feeling that the Universe is playing a cruel joke
on me by giving me lots of brains and talent but no
means of making a living from them.
victimized and helpless a lot and hating myself
when I see others doing the victim
lots of synchronicity with tiny things every day,
but not with the big important things.
having a life plan that seems do-able.
old bright pink carpet in my bedroom and using my
grandmother's bedroom set. Auuugh!
pile of stuff on top of the dresser than I can't
seem to throw away but don't know why I have it,
having those lovely plastic organizers for my
Christmas decorations, just a disorganized mess in
my most used closet.
brown splotch on the wall from where I smashed a
centipedes show up every now and then high on my
bedroom walls where I can't reach them, or if I do
reach up to kill them, they have a tendency to fall
towards me. EEK!
invasions of first ants and then flies every
dust collected on the top of the ceiling fan in the
being able to see my clock/radio without my
partner chews her food noisily.
partner hates living in England.
bedroom has no table light.
have no reserve of income.
have not taken a holiday for 6 years.
have owed my mother money for over 2
have not been able to visit my mother for nearly 2
have not replaced my shoes, even though they are
car needs washing.
back bumper needs replacing.
am dissatisfied with the quality of all my
main road which runs outside of the
difficulty in building community in Southern
sport in my recreation life
going dancing regularly.
waiting to go up.
light fittings waiting to go up.
door hanging off
room still waiting to be upgraded.
room in the kitchen for one person at a
regular income coming in currently
visitors to the house.
am tolerating credit card debt.
am tolerating a lack of discipline in
am tolerating an echo in my phone line.
am tolerating not knowing where I'm going to live
in 7 months.
am tolerating my spouse's tone of voice when he
talks to me.
am tolerating a client who changes appointments
am tolerating too much e-mail!
am tolerating an extra 8 pounds on my
am tolerating my frying pan - everything
am tolerating my headset - the mouthpiece keeps
slipping down to my neck!
am tolerating a 60-day payout on my invoices with
am tolerating a lack of consistent
am tolerating my wife's lack of
am tolerating telemarketing calls at inconvenient
am tolerating my cell phone - the battery needs
recharging too often.
am tolerating a stack of magazines - not enough
time to read them.
am tolerating a lack of support in my local
am tolerating my tenant's late payments of
am tolerating a lack of closet space in my
am tolerating too much television in my
am tolerating a lack of communication with my
contact at one account.
am tolerating too much paperwork for me to
am tolerating a lack of an up-to-date business
am tolerating fleas in my house.
am tolerating a lack of clients.
am tolerating my fax software that doesn't
am tolerating my studio being messy.
am tolerating my website not reflecting
am tolerating dandruff on my scalp - and everywhere
am tolerating cooking dinner every night when I
don't want to.
am tolerating a news media obsessively focused on
the Clinton - Lewinsky matter.
am tolerating a president whose behavior has
created a crisis for the country.
am tolerating an independent counsel who has gone
beyond the bounds of decency.
am tolerating a political system that focuses on
politics and elections more than on issues and
am tolerating a dent in the front door of my
tolerating an overcrowded filing
tolerating not having a newer, lower mileage
tolerating not having a bookshelf in my
tolerating feeling depressed and not taking enough
tolerating my dissatisfaction with my sexual
relationship with my wife.
tolerating unsorted boxes of stuff in my
tolerating holding on to clothes I don't really
like in my closet.
tolerating gophers tunneling under my new front
tolerating termite damage to the eaves of my
tolerating a hardwood floor that needs
tolerating a broken sun visor in my
tolerating holding on to some stocks that have lost
me a lot of money.
tolerating my fear of analyzing my investments and
taking the steps I need to get on the right
tolerating doing without an office assistant to
help me organize my paperwork.
tolerating a habit of not getting enough sleep to
tolerating my attitude that I should be able to
handle my ADD on my own, even though I see that I
tolerating my wife's criticism.
tolerating not making enough money for several
years to afford what I want.
tolerating a garage so full of stuff I can hardly
move around in it.
tolerating single-pane windows in our house that
"sweat" in the winter, leaving a mess on the
tolerating a garden shed that is rusting and needs
tolerating mildew on my roses.
tolerating lack of flowers in front of the
tolerating bedroom furniture that is no longer up
to our standards.
tolerating a headset that has a faint
tolerating a backyard that needs
tolerating not working out at least 3 times a
tolerating a neighbor's cat that poops in my