It was 56 years and today when I entered the world. Obviously, I don’t remember that exact day, but the fact that I was born on my Dad’s birthday has always been special to me.
I have never been a person who celebrates birthdays with over-the-top parties. Historically, my birthday has always been a quiet event for family and a few friends. As my family has dwindled through the years due to geographic separation and emotional indifference, friends became more important. At least that was how I felt until those times and people began to deteriorate as well. The reciprocal buying of gifts always turned into a question of who spent more on their gift, them for my birthday, or me for theirs.
With Hal (person) I have enjoyed a quiet day with lunch at Golden Corral and then some errands to spend time together for the rest of the day and evening. Gifts were given but I am glad that Hal didn’t spend a ridiculous amount on me. Personally, I believe that my birthday is just as much about showing how much I care about those close to me as it is about them making a fuss over me.
56 years ago today, I came into the world. I am still here and doing just fine.
There are many things that I enjoy doing in my spare time. Obviously, the first thing is writing. I always find that writing when I have the time makes me feel better about myself and the world around me. My soul feels relieved when I write as if a weight has been lifted from my shoulders. Sometimes I need the inspiration to help get me going but once the writing starts it is usually very difficult to stop.
A second thing that I like to do in my spare time is to travel. Because I work from home, I do enjoy getting away from the apartment more than Hal does. I wish that “travel” implied longer trips, but we always stick close to home to save money.
Another item on my list is to practice guitar. I try to do this every day, but far too often something always comes up. I feel bad because I let those interruptions stop me from practicing, but that is because I let them become excuses.
Other than guitar practice, everything I want to do in my spare time involves Hal (person) because my life would be empty without him in it.
I woke up this morning to find a light dusting of snow on the ground. This was not totally unexpected, but the temperature remained right at freezing with sleet and freezing rain throughout the rest of the day. I had hoped to go to the Apple Store this afternoon, but the sound of sleet and freezing rain made me forget all about that idea.
January is a winter month, after all. Because the winter has been so mild so far, this weather comes as a shock to the system and I don’t want to risk an accident on the roads this afternoon. People in the DC area have a hard enough time driving when conditions are perfect, but when things are bad, the number of accidents skyrockets.
Staying home is not the worst thing to do on a cold afternoon, but I will hope that the weather will be better tomorrow.
The latest prompt in my journaling adventure is to describe my biggest goal in life. An interesting question because my “biggest goal” has changed at different points in my life due to circumstances, or to achieving the goal that was there at the time.
As I sit here in mid-January 2020, waiting for my birthday, I had to take some time to think about the biggest goal in my life right now. Several things come to mind, but one does stand out from the rest.
I want to retire overseas with Hal and The Stooges. I have no close family left to hold me here, and I love to travel. The cost of living is also much lower in most of the world, so why should we starve here when we can live comfortably overseas?
Yesterday was OK so far as work was concerned. I got everything finished that needed to be done at work this morning, conducted my weekly meeting without incident, and then attempted to settle in for some computer-based training. Alas, the training website was down so I wasn’t able to make any progress there.
Each day I learn to stop and detach myself from whatever daily tasks life has thrown at me and just live for a few minutes. Often I am rewarded with a picture because I am looking for something that catches my eye, rather than something that fits with the daily crisis.
A good example happened the other day. I was walking to the kitchen on a break from work when I looked down and saw Jax The Cat laying on some sheets that were in a pile ready to be washed. The color contrast was stunning and I immediately snapped a picture of the event.
Don’t let a beautiful moment pass by. Take the time to enjoy it.