I'm reading a book (well, maybe it's more like a workbook, but anyhow) that asks you to really be purposeful about your life. The author challenges you to think about subjects you might not normally think about.
And the goal?
Well, I think the author's goal is to help you realize that you're in charge of the life you live.
Ya hear me?
You're in charge of the feelings you have.
You're the one that defines what kind of life you live.
It's all in your court, relatively speaking.
In other words, I can't choose what happens to me in life,
but I can choose how I respond.
So, my point!
I really liked this one exercise:
Describe your perfect day.
Would your perfect day center around food, family, fun?
Solitude?
Travel?
Entertainment?
Think about it.
Write it down.
Revise it.
And then . . .
try to live that "perfect day."
Now, remember the point of the exercise is to realize that you are in charge of your life.
And while "jetting to 4 international destinations for pizza" may seem impossible, it's really not.
You can MAKE incredible things happen when you set your mind to it.
Make it happen, people.
As for me, my Perfect Day?
It would include time spent enjoying the people, places, and food that I love--free from time constraints, worry, mosquitos.
A day of smiling, really.
And nothing too jet-set.
Sure, I'd love to go to the Eiffel Tower, but that wouldn't make THE perfect day for me.
For me, THE perfect day is one spent laughing with people/things I love:
I'd want the whole day with Dave. (Dave in an apron, really. LOL!)
The whole day with these guys, too. (Including the pooch. That guy makes me happy.)
I'd like to go to the beach with our family--and run into my family, Dave's family, the Hucks, and our favorite friends/family there. All of us in one place for the day--without any cellphones or computers.
Just us, an Igloo, a few Boogie Boards, and TIME.
We'd sit in the sun. Swim in the salt water.
(Oh, and since it's my Perfect Day, we'd be in Del Mar, California--a place I know well.)
I'd like to read.
I'd like to listen to music the whole day. Sometimes SUPER loud music. And dance.
I'd like to do Yoga. Outside.
I'd like to bake some bread. (And deliver it--to friends--riding bikes with the kids.)
I'd like to make Boeuf Bourguignonne--Julia Child's Boeuf Boiurguignonne.
I'd like to do sparklers at night.
And I'd like to see Fahdji the Cat again. But since that would require some crazy Harry Potter magic, I'd like to sit back and remember all of the fun we had with that big cat.
PS: There's more I'd do, but it's only 24 hours. I'm trying to be realistic!
Probably a good idea to have 5 or 6 Perfect Days on the list waiting to happen.
