On a night of horrendous football (hey, ref you stop the clock when the player goes out of bounds inside of two minutes. It doesn’t matter if he crawls there. This isn’t college…) I can reflect on the enormous value of time to yourself. I sat here at home grading and watching football and cleaning my garage and binge watching Jessica Jones (more on that later) and playing video games. Notice I didn’t say writing. Given the hectic nature of the month (novelvember, nanowrimo, write your ass off month) it felt good to step back and not do that for day and to instead let the creative juices collect as I unwound.
Unwinding is a gift unto itself. I was really surprised at how rarely it actually happens for any extended period. Finding time to oneself is nearly impossible in this world. So I was especially pleased to be able to have it and to not squander it by trying to do too much and getting all worked up about it. Thats a problem too. Once we have a moment it is all too easy to waste it on things we know ‘need to get done’. I did spend an hour cleaning the garage, but that was super fun. I listened to an audiobook and sorted and threw away stuff and found all the xmas stuff that needs to go up at some point here.
So all in all it was a great day to reflect on life and love and the pursuit of happiness. I learned from the experience. I learned that there are a lot of things in life that make me happy, and having time to do those things is extremely important. In other words, I can’t be good to other people if I am not truly being good to myself.
Some Thoughts:
- 4 months till I’m 41. I last thought about that four months ago.
- I’m not ready for 41. I’m in terrible shape for it in fact.