Sunday, February 16, 2020

Your Socks Don't have to Match

The outline of your hand on a paper plate made into a turkey is the first symbolism that we have of celebrating Thanksgiving in our youth. The pilgrims would be honored. But that is a great 'learning is fun' intro to history for a youngin' at that age.

As little kids, everything is an adventure. Trying to grasp the complexity of this world day by day, we learn how life works at an incredible rate for a short period of time. I remember coming home telling my parents about how I saw a frog and picked up pinecones for hours. That was a pretty big day.

But then there comes a point where we become routine with our habits and surroundings and when mom would ask "What did you learn at school today?", we'd simply respond with a shoulder shrug and a somber "nothing".

Later down the road as the pace of life quickens and we're paying our own bills, we build chronic activities and our brain forms habits to save energy. With those habits come normality and consistency so when we find ourselves catching up with an old friend they'll ask what we've been up to, it's easy to say "not too much".

The inner adventurer in me is self-conscious when my answer in that situation isn't grandiose enough. In a big way, I think that it is healthy to keep yourself striving to have interesting current events and have all the stories at the dinner party. In other ways, it's healthy to have habits and be routine. Not every day has to be exciting, but every day can be productive. And that's an okay thing. Normal isn't a dirty word.

I'm arguing both sides here. Don't let routine be an excuse for becoming boring, but also allow yourself to form normal healthy schedules in your life. Just because your bones stop growing shouldn't stop you from planning your next adventure. Get out there. Yep.

New in my life:  I have 3 beds. Compartmentalizing is great for Tupperware leftovers and work life.  My favorite inner persona is biologically abrasive to the opposite sex.

Keep smilin'