I was trying to think of something to write about this evening when an idea struck me. Well actually, a car nearly struck me.
Dexter and I were on our nightly stroll, crossing at a light, when an absent minded driver decided to ignore our right of way and make his right turn. I quickly pulled Dexter back and started screaming at this man in a 1980’s era minivan. I probably woke up some of my early-to-bed neighbours with the expletives I chose to yell. In the span of 10 seconds a wave of emotion came over me. The driver took off and Dexter and I continued on our walk (he is very specific about where he poops, you know) but I was very shaken. What if something had happened?
I know for a fact I don’t live life to the fullest. I am lazy and would definitely label myself a home-body. What’s frustrating is I don’t want to be that way. I want to be that person who is always on the go, meeting new people, keeping busy with social activities and never saying no to an opportunity. That girl is fun and draw people to her. I am often a little morose and too sarcastic for my own good.
My coworker Lisa inspires me. She’s a mother of 3 and lives every minute to the fullest, except when we’re slaving away in corporate America. She runs races on the weekends, is always meeting up with friends, is active in her community and never says no to something she thinks has the potential to be fun. Lisa has more energy than I do and she’s 15 years my senior. I have NO excuse, folks! Of course I will never tell her this, she would love it just a little too much ; )
Right now I have the excuse of being new to this country… 1.5 years here still counts as “new” right? Either way, I really want to push myself to be the fun-loving, free spirit I know I can be… Life really is too short and bad drivers are everywhere!
Do you think you live every day to the fullest? How do you manage to *ahem* “work hard and play hard?