The weekend had arrived and I had my to-do list all mapped out. Friday would be the day of chores since Saturday was going to be our first big check-in and the start of family season at the lodge.
As luck would have it, Friday turned into a spectacular day of weather. In the cooler hours of the morning, I took my garbage to the dump and ran my errands in town. I arrived home knowing that my list of chores had not been completed but when I saw the sun shining on my deck, my list of chores suddenly changed, as did my outfit. I opened all my windows, donned some shorts and a t-shirt and went outside to bask in the sun for as long as I could. As fate would have it, my neighbors chose to embrace the day as well and burn everything they wanted to dispose of and the smoke penetrated every ounce of air I was trying to breathe. My dog and I quickly made our way indoors and wistfully closed the windows.
I stood inside, my head going back and forth from my vacuum to my laptop and I surreptitiously neglected my remaining chores. I opened my laptop and sat down to write what would end up being over three thousand words for my new book. My dog was still shedding even though I had her shaved, my carpet looked like my dog had exploded, more dust had settled on every surface in my home and my dishes were still waiting to be put away but I didn’t care. I deferred the menial tasks to concentrate more on the things that truly make me happy.
My vacuum will still be in the same place on Sunday. My dog will still be shedding and the dust particles will still be dancing in the light that filters through my windows. But, just maybe, those words that flowed through me on Friday would not have waited for another day.
Do more of what makes you happy and do it often. Life is much too short to spend it doing things that don’t truly inspire you and make you feel like you are living your best life. I spent a great deal of my past living for others and now it is time to put aside the things that can wait and focus on the things that consume my thoughts and make me the happiest version of myself.
This is why I don’t own a dog; all that exploding.
On another note, wow; I had no idea that burning garbage could spur such creative inspiration!
You have no Idea the extent of burning garbage creativity!