Sunday, August 16, 2009
This was so unlike me!
Yesterday I had a wonderful afternoon hanging out by my condo's pool with several of my gorgeous nieces and their kids. My sister stopped by for a while w/her new step granddaughter; my SIL, visiting RI for 4 weeks from WA state, came w/ a few more kids; even my son Pat came by for a dip with 3 month old Lucy. I'm sure there are rules against having so many guests at once, but who cares? We had fun visiting and catching up. It was really cool that the kids were all older and great swimmers so we weren't distracted from our visiting!
Then, when I got home, I had a call from a dear friend I haven't seen in almost a month and we caught up on each other's lives, too.
So here's what happened: I started feeling sorry for myself because it seems like everyone I talked to all day was talking about all the fun they've been having lately, all the trips, the concerts, the parties, the beaches, the restaurants, the weddings, the reunions ....
I had a hard time coming up with much fun at all!
Don't get me wrong- I love my life- my man- my part-time job- my new grandbaby-my home,etc.
I sleep as late as I want. I'm a great cook and can afford good ingredients. I love to exercise and do something almost every day.
So why was I feeling so fun deprived?
Of course I blamed my husband, even though I know no-one but me is responsible for my life, including the fun part. I was ..ahem... more than a little witchy last night.
Poor guy didn't know what hit him!
I guess it got me thinking - I am in a rut- a comfortable rut- but a boring rut!
And I'm never bored!!!
I can't rely on good meals, wine, watching the Red Sox, visits to Anguilla, even sparking everyday, which I love, to make me happy.
I think I've been neglecting my meditation practice lately, too, which means I'm not living in the moment as much as I usually do, so I'm not appreciating just how wonderful my life is.
Thanks for listening, dear friends; just putting it down here has helped me to think it through more clearly and see what I need to do next.
I'm going to go meditate right now AND I'm going to think of some new small ways to add a bit of novelty and fun into my life.
Here's a pic of David and I last year- at my highest weight. I really do love the old geezer (he'll be 60 next week).