Simple day so far – relaxing, no stress. I hope it stays this way! Celebrating with my family soon. Wouldn’t ask for anything more 🙂
Last night as a 26-year-old. What am I doing? Watching the food network… and enjoying every minute of it. Good night, world.
When I say “good morning”, I’m being polite. I say it in general context to everyone I see in that moment. However, when I don’t get a response back, it doesn’t make me angry or annoyed. It just shows me a difference between you and myself. I grew up in a household that was based on common courtesy and manners. When you choose to “ignore me”, that’s okay. That is your choice. When I leave this evening, I will say “good night” to you. Again, the choice to respond is entirely up to you. At least I know that I took it upon myself to reach out to you – even if it wasn’t reciprocated.
And I will do the same – tomorrow and the day after and so forth.
Dad: I should check on my RSPs
Me: Ahh.. you know they dropped quite a bit.
Dad: Market was up today, I should still check.
Me: True. I feel like I’m going to lose what I have in there. It wasn’t even supposed to be there – it was supposed to only be for the house. I can’t take it out without penalty now.
Dad: You don’t need to worry about that. Markets fluctuate all the time. You’ll get it back.
Me: Hmmm… I guess so.
Dad: I need to worry, I will need mine in 12 years.
I was just hit with an interesting realization. Dad is 55. He retires in 12 years. He STILL has 12 years to work. That’s a lot of time. I just realized that I’ve barely made a dent in my “work life”. I’m 27 this Friday. I was in school from ages of 4 to 22. Pre-school to post-graduate. 18 years of my life were in school. I’ve only been in the professional working world for 5 years. And I have another 40 years to go. Wow. Writing it down seems to make it more “reality” than thinking it or vocally expressing it.
There literally is not enough time in a day. A week. A month. A YEAR.
My whole life I’ve been told that time will “get the best of me. It’s something precious.” I never understood that. I was always bored or looking for multiple things to do to keep my days busy.
However, after revisiting this blog – which has been well over a year – I can finally say: I understand.
Time, that precious entity of life, something we all take for granted; it has gone by faster than I can possibly fathom. From March 2014 to now – it’s been a year and 5 months. I’ve done so much, seen so much, and experienced so much. If I wrote daily like I promised myself I would, I would have documented a fantastic year of life.
It’s never too late to try again. And… that I will.