Showing posts from July, 2011

On the Street Where I Live

July 21 marks 6 months into my crazy, dangerous year. I cannot believe how quickly time has passed; how easily my days have filled. In the last 180 days, for every hour of productive, value-adding activity, I have spent another 2 hours spinning my wheels, going left instead of right and backward not forward.  When the world is your oyster and the sky is the limit, finding true north and setting your course is damned difficult, if not impossible. Think shoe clearance at Nordstrom. 31 amazing Baskin-Robbins flavors. The display case at Korb's Bakery. What do I choose? What do I choose? What do I choose?

Lest I remind you, this was my year to live dangerously and FULLY.  My luxurious, self-indulgent freedom to do whatever I want within financial and legal boundaries. Have I wasted 1,920 precious hours? To what to I attribute this time in my Good Girl Gant Chart? If time is money, have I squandered my savings?


I am exactly where I am supposed to be. I'm learning to listen an…

Happiness. Part Three.

Let us be grateful to people who make us happy;
they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.

-Marcel Proust