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My Rule of Three's and How it Helps Me From Getting Overwhelmed
Three of anything is excellent, four gets overwhelming, and I'm not talking about sex
My mind likes to think in groups of three. With four things, I get confused. Five is out of the question.
My connection to three started in elementary school. We were taught to refer to the alphabet as the ABCs, not the ABCDs. Counting was the same; figure out 1,2,3 and then add 4,5,6.
When I took piano lessons, the first few chords I learned were three-note major chords — C E G. It was probably the same chords that Mozart and Beethoven learned in their first music lessons.
The rule of threes stuck with me like tape on a birthday present.
Almost everything I do is tied to three primary bullet points. Anything beyond that gets written, and if it's more complex, I create a spreadsheet.
One of my favorite songs is by Lynrd Skynrd: Give Me Three Steps. I like the melody and the reference to number three, but not necessarily the full intent of the song. The song was about when Ronnie Van Zandt had a gun pulled on home for dancing with another man's woman. All he wanted was three steps to leave.
