Life is short. We all spend far too much time worrying about taxes and weather and wrinkles. And what possible purpose does all of this worrying serve? Is there a special cloud in heaven reserved for those who never looked their age, always had an umbrella on hand, and died with Revenue Canada owing them money? I think not.
Yes… dishes must be washed and bills must be paid. But perhaps it would be okay to wash those dishes and pay those bills just a little later, after enjoying the pleasure of a hot cup of tea and a good book.
It took me awhile to get around to my current way of thinking. I spent much of my twenties trying to “get ahead” and most of my thirties trying to “hold it all together”. But somewhere in my fourties I started to question what I was trying to get ahead of and what might happen if I just let go of all those things I was holding together. The answer was surprising… nothing changed. I just stopped having acid reflux and started laughing a bit more. Now, at fifty, I can honestly say that I find at least five moments of genuine joy in every day (I know this because I keep a very goofy journal beside my bed and every night I record “5 Good Things About My Day”).
My philosophy is simple. Do what you have to do and worry about the things that are worth worrying about, but let the rest go. Because life is too short NOT to:
- Put real butter on your popcorn
- Drink good wine
- Binge watch Faulty Towers at least once a year
- Always wear comfortable underwear
- Smile at little kids in the grocery store
- Order dessert
- Own at least one pair of real leather boots
- Go to every event you are invited to
- Splash in puddles
- Use bubble bath
- Watch parades
- Hold a baby whenever possible
- Paint your toenails bright red (or pink or purple!)
- Own a pet
- Get a DVR so you can fast forward through commercials (life is too short to watch commercials)
- Read on the toilet
- Go for a daily walk
- Dance in your kitchen
- Bake cookies
- Give money to the homeless guy in front of the liquor store (and if you don’t have money, at least smile and say hello to him)
- Hug your friends and family
- Sing in the shower
- Eat bread and pasta
- Wear fuzzy socks
- Buy yourself flowers
This list is by no means inclusive. I bet every person who reads this blog post can think of at least a few more things that could be added. And that’s the trick really… just spending more time thinking about the little joys of life, because they are out there… even on the wrinkled-rainy-taxes due days!
I’m totally on your page. It just took me about ten years longer than you to get there!
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Better late than never my friend!
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I’m learning the joys of letting my non-important housework sit until I’m ready to tackle it. It’s been hard, but I’m starting to learn to enjoy the mental health breaks in my day instead of thinking that I’m just getting behind on housework. Thanks for sharing!
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Housework was always my Achilles Heel. I swear to God that I could not read a book if there was dust on the bookcase! My solution was to adjust my budget a bit and find the cash to employ a real cleaner. She comes once a week and when she leaves, everything is clean. It’s amazeballs!
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Yes yes and yes. Too late we learn those lessons.
I like to dance beneath the moon in any season just because
Life is too short to not chase the fairies
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Moon dancing is very cool! Also big fan of beach bonfires… outside at night is always a happy thing!
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Love your attitude!
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Thank you… I believe it may be an acquired taste.
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