I frequently remind myself that there is a time and season for everything. I'm not referring to noon in the winter but rather that you can't do everything everyday and therefore different things take priority at different moments in our lives.
For example, Danny and I used to play tennis multiple times a week in lower Manhattan. We had some great laughs and good fun (usually not so great tennis). We only played a couple times last summer because we were both working and we spent the weekends doing other things. We both look back fondly on our tennis time and wish we played the same amount now but our lives are filled with other activities at the moment.
Mostly my 'time and season' self pep-talks revolve around a hobby or favorite past time that I feel like I'm missing out on. But I only have 24 hours in the day to fill and therefore it is impossible to do everything. If I just kept adding things to my days/weeks/months/years without taking anything away I wouldn't be able to enjoy the things I am currently focusing on.
The great thing about 'time and season' means that just because I'm not involved in something right now doesn't mean it won't become a focus again in my future.
Friday, April 29, 2011
Friday, March 11, 2011
Scotty McCreery
America... meet the Justin Bieber of country music.
He's so good I have cried (multiple times). This week he sang 'The River' by Garth Brooks. I had the flu and subsequently was dying on the couch so I didn't even open my eyes during his performance (although Danny made sure to wake me up). But when they did the recap at the end of the episode I teared up for the 2 seconds that they showed him. This boy makes me giggle so I voted for him. (I've never voted for an American Idol contestant in the entire 10 seasons).
Look out - Scotty is destined for greatness.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Star Performer
My boss said I'm doing such a great job that....
I'm getting a parking space!
I laughed so hard I died.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Joys of Corporate America
Two things I'm enjoying right now:
1) Candy bars masquerading as health bars.
2) Warm paper fresh off the copy machine. Reminds me of when my mom would pull a blanket out of the dryer and lay it on top of me.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Drawer of Dreams
It's winter and the best time to remain indoors. I love sloshing through the dark streets after work and knowing that the best party is right at home. However with all this time partying on our 20x5 foot dance floor(aka our apartment) this leads to an urge to declutter and organize. It's been a lot easier to purge this season because I realized if I own something that I haven't used while we've lived in our apartment then I know I haven't used it in 3 whole years! Items like that are just stunting my potential.
One problem used to be that shirts would get disorganized in my drawers after continually pulling out shirts from the bottom of tall piles. Also, I would mostly rotate through the same shirts week after week because they were always placed on top after laundry day. Season after season I would forget to wear items because they would get crumpled and swallowed up at the bottom of the drawer.
My solution: file the shirts in drawers. I can see everything at a glance and the piles aren't falling over every time I remove a shirt. I highly recommend you try this because you have nothing to lose.
Friday, January 21, 2011
Snapshot of our Evening
On Tuesday Danny informed me that I couldn't go to the gym after work because I had some TV shows I needed to watch. You know how people have their shows. The ones they never miss and if they do end up missing them they catch up on Hulu. Well, Danny manages my TV watching to make sure I am one of those people.
In order to appreciate the ridiculousness of this snapshot of our life you have to understand a few things.
1) Danny plays basketball with some buddies so he's not home on Tuesday nights
2) I am completely unaware of the channel and network matchup. ABC, NBC, TBS... I have no idea what channel number associated with each
3) I do not solicit these reminders from Danny because I could care less about these shows
4) If I did not watch TV on Tuesday nights I would probably do something productive like work out, clean, save the world
The only thing I know is that as he was heading out the door at 8pm he said go to channel 11 and then after that show is over change it to channel 4. I promise that is how the conversation went.
Perhaps he thinks I need consistency or maybe he just thinks that I cry when he leaves me home alone so he tries to keep me occupied. Either way I faithfully watch Life Unexpected and Parenthood because Danny keeps track of the TV schedule and tells me when to change the channels.
Usually he comes home from work and I'm watching some random show and he asks how I decided to watch that show. Most often the answer is I just turn on the TV and that's what was on. For example, the other night I was watching a re-run of Without a Trace, oblivious to the fact that a new episode of SVU (which is a show I would actually follow) was also on.
I live a simple life and chose to keep TV watching non-stressful. No memorizing channels, schedules or buttons on the remote. Danny tells me to go back one channel and sometimes I decrease the volume.
In order to appreciate the ridiculousness of this snapshot of our life you have to understand a few things.
1) Danny plays basketball with some buddies so he's not home on Tuesday nights
2) I am completely unaware of the channel and network matchup. ABC, NBC, TBS... I have no idea what channel number associated with each
3) I do not solicit these reminders from Danny because I could care less about these shows
4) If I did not watch TV on Tuesday nights I would probably do something productive like work out, clean, save the world
The only thing I know is that as he was heading out the door at 8pm he said go to channel 11 and then after that show is over change it to channel 4. I promise that is how the conversation went.
Perhaps he thinks I need consistency or maybe he just thinks that I cry when he leaves me home alone so he tries to keep me occupied. Either way I faithfully watch Life Unexpected and Parenthood because Danny keeps track of the TV schedule and tells me when to change the channels.
Usually he comes home from work and I'm watching some random show and he asks how I decided to watch that show. Most often the answer is I just turn on the TV and that's what was on. For example, the other night I was watching a re-run of Without a Trace, oblivious to the fact that a new episode of SVU (which is a show I would actually follow) was also on.
I live a simple life and chose to keep TV watching non-stressful. No memorizing channels, schedules or buttons on the remote. Danny tells me to go back one channel and sometimes I decrease the volume.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
$30 Richer and 1 TV Poorer
Post.
Wait.
Respond to inquiries all day.
Judge the normalcy of people by their email address and hope that your saftey is worth it.
Become a slave to the timeline of a stranger and sit at home while they show up late or don't come at all.
Successfully sell your Tube TV and become 87 pounds lighter.
After a couple of weeks of half-heartedly trying to sell our old tv I finally had a free night so I gave it another whirl and posted the item on Craigslist again. I received a couple of emails with varying levels of interest so I told a gal she could come by to see it at 7pm.
Here's where we get to the part that reminds me of a blind date. 7pm came and went. No girl. This of course left me saddened but I had not gotten my hopes up because I know how these things turn out. Then she called around 8pm and said she would be there in 10 minutes! I quickly straighten up our apartment (why do we do this for strangers). When she got there I left our door open just in case her boyfriend decided to strangle us. After they messed with the tv for a bit I said, "Well do you want it? $30 bucks." Now lets just say there was no mystery in the price. I had clearly posted the price and she had confirmed this via email. To which she replied "That's a lot of money." (her way of negotiating) So I awkwardly responded "Uh... hehe... no it's not. You'll survive." (my way of standing firm on our offer)
Weird I know but the transaction was made nonetheless.
This was an accomplishment for me because I did it all on my own and while I scour Craigslist and dream about all the money I would make selling things I don't want I never actually do it. Come by and we will show you our big shiny new toy that we use instead of this vintage piece.
Wait.
Respond to inquiries all day.
Judge the normalcy of people by their email address and hope that your saftey is worth it.
Become a slave to the timeline of a stranger and sit at home while they show up late or don't come at all.
Successfully sell your Tube TV and become 87 pounds lighter.
After a couple of weeks of half-heartedly trying to sell our old tv I finally had a free night so I gave it another whirl and posted the item on Craigslist again. I received a couple of emails with varying levels of interest so I told a gal she could come by to see it at 7pm.
Here's where we get to the part that reminds me of a blind date. 7pm came and went. No girl. This of course left me saddened but I had not gotten my hopes up because I know how these things turn out. Then she called around 8pm and said she would be there in 10 minutes! I quickly straighten up our apartment (why do we do this for strangers). When she got there I left our door open just in case her boyfriend decided to strangle us. After they messed with the tv for a bit I said, "Well do you want it? $30 bucks." Now lets just say there was no mystery in the price. I had clearly posted the price and she had confirmed this via email. To which she replied "That's a lot of money." (her way of negotiating) So I awkwardly responded "Uh... hehe... no it's not. You'll survive." (my way of standing firm on our offer)
Weird I know but the transaction was made nonetheless.
This was an accomplishment for me because I did it all on my own and while I scour Craigslist and dream about all the money I would make selling things I don't want I never actually do it. Come by and we will show you our big shiny new toy that we use instead of this vintage piece.
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