Caity (17), Tom (13) and Lauren (19) xxx
They say that life is what happens when you’re busy making other plans. Yet what if life is happening so much that you never get a chance to make other plans? Personally I’ve never been a good goal setter. I’ve always ambled through life, yes taking calculated risks and yes stretching and developing I supposed but frankly a bit of a fail when it comes to long term goals and resolutions.
Now this could be a mini mid life crisis. I know when people get to their late 40’s they begin to evaluate their lives more, to want more control in order to make the most that journey down the other side of the hill. Well that is given half the chance, as sometimes between dealing with extended family ‘issue’s’, supporting my husband’s business and my elderly parents, caring for developing teens, evaluation is often more a snatched thought cruising down the aisle of the supermarket or whilst scrubbing the mold off the shower cubicle.
I actually don’t mind domesticity, in fact I think that is my problem. I’m quite happy ambling along. I feel needed and fulfilled but yes a little under-stimulated and aware I have the potential to do more and contribute in a bigger way to society. So yes I have a list. It goes as follows:
1. Health first – find a functional nutritionst and cure my auto-immune disorders – found one and have halved medication. Ongoing ‘project’. Tick!
2. Get back into teaching english as a foreign language. Business cards made – tick. Distributed – well a bit.
3. Cram in a couple of hours per week helping out at the local hospice. Not done.
4. Join a local woman’s social group – tick.
5. Help with online questions from people suffering from arthritis. Not done.
6. Re-fire my blog – tick!
7. Start a Book Club – tick. More of that in another post…
8. Define long-term goals – nowhere near done.
9. Take a coaching course and develop a business geared towards helping people with disabilities to make the most of their lives (what am I talking about I can’t organise my own life!)
But these are little, short-term goals and I am even struggling to accomplish them. Though I have to say I am quite pleased with some of the achievements and think that no. 1 and the result of some mega healthy nutrition has given me the energy to get more things done that I used to. My concern is still that I allow little tasks to stand in the way, that I lack focus. If I can’t totally knuckle down to the current projects on my list how can I come up with those long-term goals we’re all advised to have? You see part of me feels that it is enough just to be me, a great deal of my time is in the capacity of caring for others and I enjoy that am aware it’s important to play this role. I’m my mother’s daughter, that’s for sure. The other part of me thinks it’s got to be balanced against getting the most out of life. I should focus more, plan and achieve more, and not let the day-to-day bog me down in this quest!
Then again, go me! I wrote a post and let the mess in the kitchen wait a while. Maybe tomorrow I’ll get to the library to promote my teaching enterprise and see if the dog’s done the ironing by the time I get back…
How are you getting on with your wishes and dreams?
I have been in fearfully good spirits lately. Silly to be fearful I suppose but if anyone knows anything about me from my previous blog, they’ll might forgive me from being a bit daft about a feeling that maybe optimism will be jinxed. So anyway, cheerful I am and there is something about middle age that just seems to be agreeing with me. Maybe I was born middle age and so this is my time.
In the post came this card from a friend, and more importantly from a friend who does not do these kinds of things lightly. She is the kind of person who should be receiving a card like this to be honest and I say that, not because she’s been kind to me but because she is just a GOOD SOUL.
She is the kind of person who always looks out for others and will truly put herself out to help. She is of very large brain and has a sort of serious side to her which, when I used to be with her, I was perhaps a little too aware of and I used to tone down my more exhuberant nature perhaps, if I’m honest in fear of being judged a bit superficial. Then recently we had a girls weekend away together in Liverpool. It wasn’t a heady, drunken weekend but a gentle, ambling, chatting and shopping and more chatting kind of time, ending up way too early to be respectful in our single beds, side by side, watching Comic Relief and drinking a bottle of champagne. As you do.
Something made me lighten up and be myself with her more than ever over the course of our two days exploring the city. I decided she wouldn’t judge me for being, well, a bit bonkers, maybe we are Yin and Yang. Perhaps, seeing the card she just sent, it was a good decision.
Here’s to friendship and celebrating our time with friends with a cheeky something special.
Hmmmmm…does anyone with wordpress know how to centre that pic? Yes I KNOW I’m hopeless!!
What in the mother of goodness gracious happened to Blogspot?!! Circles and google+ and confusion and frustration and no blogging because I got so wrapped up and bogged down in all these changes I seemed to accomplish zip. So rant over, as you were. I was trying to say, I WAS Joanne of Reasons to be Cheeful 123 of yesteryear, got a little submerged in health matters and life in general, all of which I will elaborate upon later. In the meantime all is well. I am here. You are there, I hope, I shall come a visiting and catch up on some long lost blogging friends, and I hope you’ll drop by for something fresh from time to time. A cup of Earl Grey perhaps, or a little fresh mint tea?