Funny, I was just watching an episode of "House of Cards" earlier today and Claire was talking about how she was taking marriage 7 years at a time. There is also, of course, the infamous 7 year itch, but also lucky number 7. So, today's topic for the 30 day writing challenge is to discuss how your life will be in 7 years.
My first inclination is actually to talk about what my kids will be doing in seven years, but that doesn't really explain what my life will be like, other than missing my kids who with any luck will be on their own, or mostly so seven years from now. My youngest should be a sophomore in college by then.
It's amazing how certain aspects of the future seem so clear. My children will be adults. I will be seven years older. I will be making concrete plans to secure my financial future. I will not yet be ready to succumb to the gray that is already appearing in my hair. I feel confident I will still be healthy (maybe even healthier), energetic and able to enjoy this stage of life. I envision more freedom to travel, be with friends and explore my own interests, whatever they may be.
Other things seem so difficult to imagine. What will our financial situation be like? Will my husband's business have been wildly successful or a bust or just the right amount to make us comfortable. What about me? I've recently started on a direct marketing adventure, something I never imagined myself doing, although I love the product (more on that some other day). Will I be successful? Will this company even be in business in seven years? What will my spouse's health be like. He constantly jokes that he will be dead long before he retires, but anything is possible. Am I prepared to enter the next phase of my life on my own? What will the world be like? Will there still be Facebook? Much of the future is outside of our control. That is part of what makes living so exciting; waiting to see what happens next!
Tuesday, November 3, 2015
Monday, November 2, 2015
Lucky Day 13
I get today off. Today's topic is discuss my commute to school or work. Since I do neither, no commuting necessary. I'm lucky in so many ways!
Sunday, November 1, 2015
Funny Stuff
Two words or phrases that make you laugh. Finally, something a little lighthearted!
"It's just a flesh wound". Well, because it's Monty Python, obviously, which makes this statement inherently funny. Also "Holy Grail" is one of the funniest movies ever made, even if you don't get British humor. It is a movie I enjoyed as a teenager, in college, as an adult and eventually with my entire family. That one sentence brings to mind the entire scene with the black knight. If you've never seen this before, you've clearly been living in a closet, but just in case. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mjEcj8KpuJw
"Orange you glad I didn't say banana?" It's the punchline to a very long knock knock joke. It's childish and corny and not even that funny, but it makes me laugh every time. If for some strange reason you are not familiar with this joke, you have missed out on some epic kindergarten comedy shows. Find a five year old now.
"It's just a flesh wound". Well, because it's Monty Python, obviously, which makes this statement inherently funny. Also "Holy Grail" is one of the funniest movies ever made, even if you don't get British humor. It is a movie I enjoyed as a teenager, in college, as an adult and eventually with my entire family. That one sentence brings to mind the entire scene with the black knight. If you've never seen this before, you've clearly been living in a closet, but just in case. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mjEcj8KpuJw
"Orange you glad I didn't say banana?" It's the punchline to a very long knock knock joke. It's childish and corny and not even that funny, but it makes me laugh every time. If for some strange reason you are not familiar with this joke, you have missed out on some epic kindergarten comedy shows. Find a five year old now.
My relationship
Day 11.
Whoa, this topic could be an entire book on it's own. And some pretty heavy reading. Also, fairly comical. And not an epic love story, which is okay.
I have been in my current relationship almost all of my adult life. Being in a relationship with my spouse is pretty much all I know about life as a grown up. Sometimes it's good, sometimes it's awful, frequently it's boring, but mostly, it's just life. We have been married nearly 27 years, and dated 3 years before that.
Relationships are wonderful, and hard. They are worth working for, but often not worth saving. What defines mine...marriage, children, family, partnership, is not what needs to define yours or anyone elses.
My relationship is complex, yet simple. I could write volumes, but really also write nothing at all. It is textbook. We are married. We have 2 kids. We work, we do chores, we raise children, we have a little fun. There is nothing remarkable or noteworthy and yet the relationship continues to be its own changing thing. I could discuss some of the details that make this relationship unique, but I don't want to air my laundry (clean or dirty) on the internet and I'm positive my husband wouldn't like me to either.
Whoa, this topic could be an entire book on it's own. And some pretty heavy reading. Also, fairly comical. And not an epic love story, which is okay.
I have been in my current relationship almost all of my adult life. Being in a relationship with my spouse is pretty much all I know about life as a grown up. Sometimes it's good, sometimes it's awful, frequently it's boring, but mostly, it's just life. We have been married nearly 27 years, and dated 3 years before that.
Relationships are wonderful, and hard. They are worth working for, but often not worth saving. What defines mine...marriage, children, family, partnership, is not what needs to define yours or anyone elses.
My relationship is complex, yet simple. I could write volumes, but really also write nothing at all. It is textbook. We are married. We have 2 kids. We work, we do chores, we raise children, we have a little fun. There is nothing remarkable or noteworthy and yet the relationship continues to be its own changing thing. I could discuss some of the details that make this relationship unique, but I don't want to air my laundry (clean or dirty) on the internet and I'm positive my husband wouldn't like me to either.
Saturday, October 31, 2015
Fruit. Really, FRUIT?
Day 10, a fruit I dislike and why. Who came up with these topics? I guess I shouldn't complain since I clearly with coming up with subject matter on my own.
I'm actually a pretty big fan of fruit, which I guess is a good thing; although not as good as being a big fan of vegetables, but whatever. One that I dislike is mango, which is unfortunate because there seems to be mango flavored everything at the moment. It's the fruit where people look at you funny when you say you don't like it. There clearly must be something wrong with me because I don't like mango smoothies, mango tea, mango yogurt or just plain mangoes. It's ok, I will be all over the next fad fruit, I'm sure. C'mon watermelon!
I'm actually a pretty big fan of fruit, which I guess is a good thing; although not as good as being a big fan of vegetables, but whatever. One that I dislike is mango, which is unfortunate because there seems to be mango flavored everything at the moment. It's the fruit where people look at you funny when you say you don't like it. There clearly must be something wrong with me because I don't like mango smoothies, mango tea, mango yogurt or just plain mangoes. It's ok, I will be all over the next fad fruit, I'm sure. C'mon watermelon!
Thursday, October 29, 2015
Ageism
My thoughts on ageism? Um....I don't particularly like this topic. Like most people my feelings on any kind of "ism" lean towards the negative. Now that I am on the other side of 50, I really dislike ageism since I am likely to be a victim of it. That pretty much sums things up.
Wednesday, October 28, 2015
Books
Oh so many books to choose from! Day 8 of the challenge, discuss a book I love and one that I didn't. There are so, so many books I have loved. If you asked me my favorite, I would tell you it's "To Kill A Mockingbird". But everyone loves that and it does not need any discussion from me. Nor does anything by Tolkein, "The Catcher in the Rye", the works of Dr. Seuss, or the "Outlander" series.
Today, the book I will say I love is "Illusions" by Richard Bach. It is not a particularly deep story in the literary sense, but when I read it in college, it changed me. It changed how I thought about myself, others, the world, life in general. I had read "Jonathan Livingston Seagull" several years before and I got it. I thought I understood, but "Illusions" spoke to me in a way no other story had and even better, my friends related to it. This book made me feel real and important and worthwhile. It told me, in a way no one or nothing else could, that I was going to be okay. I was going to have bad things happen to me and good things happen to me, but those things were lessons on the journey. Things that happened to me aren't me. They are just things. That happen. Shit happens. And the journey goes on. And it's amazing.
There are very few books I haven't loved, but the one that first comes to mind is "Eat, Pray, Love". Probably one of the worst books ever, maybe because it was autobiographical. First the use of metaphors was so excessive, it actually distracted me from the content. Second, during the vast majority of the time I was reading this book, all I could think of was how self-centered the author was. We all have crappy things happen to us and frankly, the author's divorce does not really rank high up there, at least not the way she described it. Her journey of self-realization may have been enlightening for her, but did nothing for me. Maybe it did for other people, it was a best selling book, afterall, so what do I know?
Today, the book I will say I love is "Illusions" by Richard Bach. It is not a particularly deep story in the literary sense, but when I read it in college, it changed me. It changed how I thought about myself, others, the world, life in general. I had read "Jonathan Livingston Seagull" several years before and I got it. I thought I understood, but "Illusions" spoke to me in a way no other story had and even better, my friends related to it. This book made me feel real and important and worthwhile. It told me, in a way no one or nothing else could, that I was going to be okay. I was going to have bad things happen to me and good things happen to me, but those things were lessons on the journey. Things that happened to me aren't me. They are just things. That happen. Shit happens. And the journey goes on. And it's amazing.
There are very few books I haven't loved, but the one that first comes to mind is "Eat, Pray, Love". Probably one of the worst books ever, maybe because it was autobiographical. First the use of metaphors was so excessive, it actually distracted me from the content. Second, during the vast majority of the time I was reading this book, all I could think of was how self-centered the author was. We all have crappy things happen to us and frankly, the author's divorce does not really rank high up there, at least not the way she described it. Her journey of self-realization may have been enlightening for her, but did nothing for me. Maybe it did for other people, it was a best selling book, afterall, so what do I know?
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