I like to think that most things in life are optional, and then, joyfully, those things take on a different meaning than if they’re SHOULDS or HAVE-TO’s. Because really, the only HAVE-TO’s we have as humans are shelter, sustenance, sleep and love. That last one I threw in there, not because I have empirical evidence to support the statement (although I’m SURE there is empirical evidence somewhere), but because love (Love with a capital “L” and love in its small forms as well) makes me giddy, personally, and I imagine that me without giddy would just be cranky and malevolent. And unpleasant. Being un-cranky is, after all, a HAVE-TO.
So what exactly have I been treating as if they’re SHOULDS instead of just options? Here’s a short list (and I do mean short…I could make a career out of this Doing Things business if someone would just pay me):
- Helping sick mother (really sick)
- Marrying dear friends (as in – I officiated at the ceremony, NOT to be confused with adopting polygamy as a lifestyle)
- Planning and carrying on in a reception-y way (I’m a saint, aren’t I?)
- Packing up and helping Besty move to Brazil
- Helping ANOTHER Besty move to Olympia.
- Crying because I lost 2 Besty’s in 2 weeks
- Volunteering for church
- Volunteering for Soccer
- …Yeesh
Day 37 of One Thousand Days, I acknowledge that maybe the SHOULDS are options, but they’re highly enjoyable, much needed and very rewarding options, and SHOULDN’T be lamented. Except in the losing of the Besties. That's just aweful - what, oh what, am I going to do?
37 down, 963 to go.
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