Right about a month ago, my sister started a blog. She wanted to create a 111-words-or-less daily snapshot, so she could look back in a month and see how she is spending her days slash life.
It just so happens I was thinking about this concept today, as I sat in an internal meeting, behind my desk, in my office, while six people were buzzing buzzing buzzing about the placement, design, and descriptions of things. Such frenzy. Such dilemmas. Such drama. And I’m thinking, wow, is this how I want to live my life? With the crazy and the buzzing. Working.
The current answer: Yes.
When I was younger, I had different answers for almost all things. I was quite positive I’d NEVER with a capitol NEVER work after I had children, if I had children. But then, low and behold, I did have a child. And, lucky for me, I had a choice. And I chose to try working for a few weeks. Mainly, just to get out of my pajamas.
Truth be told, it wasn’t quite that simple. Going back to work after I met the Hurricane was a fairly difficult decision and one I continue to make everyday. And as I review the dailies, I’m learning that as long as it works for us, it works for us. And right now, working more than works for me. At least it did today, drama meeting and all.
On this topic, and over all, here’s what I’ve come to dig–the fantastic freedom of making a choice everyday. Besides being completely great and refreshingly empowering, I’ve discovered it’s how I want to spend my life. Consciously making decisions. Consciously evaluating my options. And consciously doing it a day at a time. And only a day at a time.
This is kind-of hard.
And it’s a pretty big deal for me, because planning had become one of my hobbies. It’s how my brain works. It’s how I roll. I already know where we’re going on our next four vacations. I’ve already decided what I’m going to do for the Hurricane’s next birthday, next year. Hell, I already have names picked out for any additional pretend children that may potentially one day sometime maybe become real children in our house. Oh and I’ve thought ahead about what their Christmas stockings should be, should they become real children and actually need to have them.
It’s how I think, people, and I do it without thinking.
So now as I’ve started to get in the habit of thinking about living in this day, and this day only, I’ve found that it’s hard. But it’s pretty fun. And all of a sudden, I have more space.
I like that.
So, if we’re thinking in daily doses, and we’re thinking about life, how are you spending it? Kim recently asked a related question…if you could be spending it differently, would you? After all, we each only get an average of 27,000 days, give or take.
Not that many, really. If you only had $27,000 to spend for the rest of your life, wouldn’t you spend it wisely? Maybe. I’d still buy chocolate though. Because I want to spend my life with a little chocolate.
The lovely photo above was borrowed from this gallery.