A few days ago I was inspired by Kim at So Many Places to stop, take 5 minutes and write a letter of gratitude to my life. At the time I was reading her blog post I was particularly tired, it’s a busy life – that of an innkeeper, and it struck a chord with me right at that moment that I should be grateful I have a life that gives me the opportunity to feel good about the work I do… and that I have this life. So I took Kim’s advice and wrote my letter right then and there.
If you’ve ever “popped” open a Pillsbury dough product, you well-know the Pillsbury Doughboy. I can’t remember where/when I first read, what you are about to read, but it makes me giggle every time I read it and I like to bring it into the spot light from time to time. I have no idea who the author is, but he/she has a wickedly wonderful imagination. Enjoy!
Let me start by saying that #1 on my “top 25 things I want to do before I die list” is to live an obligation free life and I’m holding on to that. #2 is to live in Italy for a couple of months and learn to cook authentic Italian food. Beyond those, the order of the rest of my list doesn’t really matter.
I read a post written by Kerri at Travel Junkies and at the end of her post she posed the question, “What do you want to do before you die?” I answered, “I want to live free of obligations.” It’s a big want, but I’m thinking it can be done. It just takes a little ingenuity, a lot of planning and enough time to get all of our ducks in a row. Where did that saying come from, anyway?! As if we really go through life lining up ducks?!
I Can Hear My Heart Pounding
We’ve just hiked our way to the top of a plateau known as Upper Table Rock and the view is breathtaking! It’s so quiet I can hear my heart pounding as it settles back into a normal rhythm after our ascent. The dark gray rain-filled clouds are hovering and ready to burst. The air is cool while the birds soar in silent flight.
I visit my gym
every Monday. I tried to go every other Monday but the sheer weight of the flatbed cart almost did me in. I literally could not push it over the speed bump in the parking lot and of course when I finally did get it over, everything on the front of the cart fell off.
So there I was in the parking lot, on a blistering hot day, reloading my cart and cursing up a storm while people drove by with smirky smiles on their faces.
It was then I decided to workout every Monday and have lighter loads to deal with. It’s been a better workout. Workout? Yes, that’s right. My gym is Costco.
I have a paid membership and everything, and what other gym will sell you a giant hot dog and soda for a buck fifty? Although, I almost canceled my membership when the company switched from Coke to Pepsi. Puhleeze… Pepsi?! Ick.