I’m in a great mood this morning. I don’t know exactly why. Maybe it’s because my sweatshirt smells like sun screen. Maybe it’s because of how precious my dog was as she tried to keep her eyes open when I took her out before work. Maybe I’m delusional from only getting four hours of sleep? Maybe it was the awesome girls training me last night who secretly tipped me, or the super sweet note the girl before me at the gym left. Maybe it’s because my current responsibilities include wearing work out clothes and listening to Britney Spears Pandora. Maybe it’s because the Phillies beat the Yankees. Who knows? But it’s nice to be happy about waking up in the morning. Being happy is fantastic. I love the month of June. It’s officially summer. Days are longer. You wake up to sunshine. When you walk out of a building at night time the breeze is warmer than the inside you just left. It’s almost my birthday. I love birthdays. There are beer gardens galore. People are out and about. I can bring Darcy with me almost everywhere. And I love being with Darcy.
Even if something happens in the next hour and today goes horribly wrong, I’m feeling sentimental about this moment. I feel at peace with this moment. It’s a long lost feeling that we need to take a step back and recognize more often.
This is one of my favorite songs of all time. I think it’s perfect for today. Enjoy – I’ll be listening to it on repeat.
I don’t like getting deep and emotional, thanks to my Irish Catholic upbringing. But I do love quick wise quotes. They’ve honestly never really resonated with me before I left my job and my future, which was once a perfectly manicured path turned into an unpaved abyss. I came across this today and thought well that does apply, but there’s good news and there’s bad news:
The good news is I’ve achieved two out of the three. It’s exciting to think that in two months of retirement I’ve discovered a new work out routine that I enjoy, and I relay creativity by way of having a blog. These are two things I never would have even thought of when I was crumbling in a cubical. It’s hard to find time to be creative or funny when you’re feeling awful or doing something you don’t like all day long.
Now that’s not to say you can’t have these things if you have a job. I just found that, if you’re doing something where you are constantly miserable, it can be difficult to find a balance. I never wanted to work out – let alone search for something I might enjoy when I was commuting to get to my bed every night. And I wouldn’t have started a blog because it is rather time consuming and I had nothing positive to say.
The bad news is in regards to the hobby that makes you money. Working out and writing a hilarious blog that you can’t tear your eyes away from doesn’t necessarily pay the bills. But I guess that is just the next step. Focusing on careers that will make me so happy. And so rich. Like- swim in my pool full of cash for extra cardio before bed at night.
It’s all a process. I’m just excited that I’m getting there.