When I started this blog, I remember obsessing over the idea of there always being something that’s next.
For example, we got engaged, I got a full-time job, we bought a house, Dawson graduated, we adopted a dog, I am graduating, and so on.
Sometimes, on days where I’m sitting on the couch, wine in hand, I wonder what I’ll do once I don’t have homework anymore. Yes, I’ll work full-time, cook and clean, continue to redo the house, keep planning the wedding, and play with the dogs. But, I wonder, what about those days where I get three 40-minute episodes of Netflix in?
Shouldn’t I pick up a hobby – I mean, everyone wants to know my hobby, and watching TV or cleaning with true crime blasting in my ears doesn’t sound like riveting answers.
But, still, I sit here and ponder
So, Like, Now What!?
I must be productive, and there must be something new coming around the corner – isn’t that what life is all about?
Being busy, busy, busy, and busier until you die?
Wondering if maybe you can fit a jog in between your surgery and hair coloring?
Thinking you might get an episode of Schitt’s Creek in after cooking and cleaning, but only if you go on a walk after.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, viewing productivity as success is one of my biggest personal downfalls.
But, isn’t being happy successful – and productive? Why don’t we talk about the true success that is happiness?
I mean, truly, at the end of the day, isn’t life about sitting down, drink in hand, dogs at feet, smiling at the ones you love?
Sometimes you need to stop…not to smell the roses [ew, roses!], but to think about what you’re working towards.
Is it for the next thing? Because, while that’s okay for a while, it shouldn’t be all our lives are about.
They should also be about enjoying the things we have, resting in the places we call home, spending time drinking wine with our besties, laughing around bonfires with our parents, and stopping to chat after Sunday church.
This week, I want to spend more time enjoying the moments I’ve worked so hard to create because we take them for granted all too often and keep trucking toward the next thing.
Life shouldn’t always be a sprint, but a stroll, too!
Have a great week, friends!