The past few weeks have been very high peaks followed by prolonged lows. I am searching for purpose.
I feel like the past 6 years of my life have been exciting. A lot of change has always surrounded me. Relationships ended and new ones began. There were constant new employment opportunities, three moves, and a cycle of life and death. This kept me very busy. It kept me from any sort of thought of plans my life. In some ways, I think a plan for life is boring. Plans never work out anyhow. But now that I've been employed for a year and a half, I find myself planning.
And I hate it. It's me in some ways, and in others it is not. I am generally a cautious person who likes to live on less, so that I can hopefully have more in the times of unemployment that I have come to expect. But now that I do not "expect" the unemployment, now I see myself looking long term. How quickly can I pay off my house? How quickly can I pay off my car? If I work for the next 3 years, then my car will be paid off. In 3 more years I can potentially pay off $12,000 of mortgage debt.
But how will I feel in 3 years after spending that time in an un-ulfilling job. Life is about time. Not setting yourself up for the perfect retirement. Then again, what if retirement is not enjoyable or non-existent because of a lack of planning. It is a double-edged sword.
One thing in my plan that is certain: I do not intend to be alone. This has really been bothering me lately.
But if I were to live for today, this is what I would remember.
1.) A friend of mine paid me a compliment. He told me that I articulate my feelings really well. I have felt so inept at understanding my feelings, I guess I didn't recognize that I can at least communicate what they are. That in itself is a first step, I believe, toward moving forward.
2.) Still re-living Kahlan's win from Sunday. I am also envisioning Loki as a champion. l imagined that we won in his first show.
3.) Kahlan fell asleep in my arms. She doesn't do this every day. Normally she snuggles for a bit, and just as I am enjoying it...she becomes uncomfortable and crawls off the bed. Not last night.
Enjoying an every day experience:
This one is hard. I guess falling asleep with the dogs at night. That is of course a ritual.
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