I’m not perfect. I know I have my faults as I know there are probably more than a handful of people who would be more than willing to point them out with the greatest of pleasure, but I guess I shouldn’t care too much. I mean, do we really have the time to care? There are so many other things in life that we should be concerned about, some minor character flaws shouldn’t be on that list.
Even though I know I should let things roll off my back like a water to a duck, I’m not very good at it. There’s a lot of work that goes into obtaining the level of sustainability in which Michelle and I would like to achieve, but being who I am, being the perfectionist I’ve always been, I put a lot of pressure on myself. I tend to set goals in which are obtainable, but in a time frame that just can’t happen. When I don’t meet those goals, I take it out on myself and I don’t let off until I know that I’m a complete failure.
But I’m not a failure.
I’m not a failure. I work and I work, sometimes, or more often than not, harder than just about anyone I know. From the moment I wake up at seven in the morning until I’m in bed at 2:30 in the morning. I also tend to wake up at some strange hour to check my emails and to make sure I’ve completed all the tasks that were due the previous day.
Michelle tells me all the time that I need to calm down. She says that I’m going to kill myself if I continue at the pace I’m at, but then when I try to slow down, I realize that I only have one speed, hurricane. I already have health problems in which put me in the hospital a couple times a year, so I know she’s right.
Tonight, I’m taking it easy. Though I would love to be laying in bed next to her right now, I’m going to take these valuable minutes to myself tonight before I get to bed.
Nothing calms me down like a cup of Earl Grey and the music of Tom Waits. Tonight, I would like to share with you one of my favorite songs by one of my favorite musicians. Hold On by Tom Waits.
it’s all so very fast and uncontrolled. There’s not rhythm, no harmony, no grace in the world outside the door. The world is involved in a great race towards an unseen end with no great prize to be claimed, except for the inevitable. I feel sorry for the human race, to be honest. For the most part, I think people have lost sight of what life is truly about. People have lost the ability to simply sit back and enjoy the moment. I’ll admit, I’m surly one of the worst offenders, but how I would love the chance to slow down. How Michelle would
Myself on the right, and my dad on the left.
love for me to take the time to just enjoy the day. Just one day.
If anything, my drive is what is hindering my progress towards sustainability, though that’s what I’m driving for.. I know it doesn’t really make much sense at first, but when you think about it, it makes perfect sense. I have been working so hard that I’m missing important details. I’m even backtracking to a point.I’m pushing myself so hard that I find myself flustered all too often. I read all these great articles by all these great bloggers, and journalists, and I see myself doing what they have achieved. I find myself setting a goal in my head to achieve the levels of amazing that they have achieved, but aiming to achieve the goals by next week, knowing full well that it’s not an overnight process. I need to get back on the right track. I need to take things in stride.
Tonight I’m listening to Chopin. Tonight I’m taking it easy. Breathe. Breathe. Things will happen, Scott, just be patient…
Sometimes in all the hustle and bustle, we lose track of what life’s all about. For many of us, we forget how beautiful and diverse the world is. I know people who live vicariously through the pages of magazines, books, and the internet, never to really experience what the world is all about. Then there are those who feel that they need to have everything. All the modern conveniences to make their lives faster, more streamlined, and more efficient. They work around the clock without any future plan except to continue working at the same pace until they die of exhaustion at the ripe old age of 42. Don’t get me wrong, I’m one of those people, but I don’t plan on working 80 hours a week forever, just until I have my foundation built.
Slow Living is probably the most important concept ever created. It’s about enjoying your life. It doesn’t mean to give up working, but to enjoy your work and every other aspect of your life. Do it with a purpose, with passion, and with the greater good in mind. Once we understand Slow Living, we begin to understand sustainability and why it’s so important. We begin to understand that this is all we have, to not take it for granted. Once we understand Slow Living, all the others kind of just fall in place.