It seems that no matter where I have worked in my life, I have always heard phrases like these often: “I can’t wait til it’s Friday” or “How good can I be on a Monday” or “Oh, I’m okay-just trying to get through the week.”
When I thought about how many hours a week most people work, and how many hours of their life it takes up, it dawned on me that many people are wishing and hoping their lives away.
I mean, if a person is so gung ho about reaching that weekend, and then bummed out when they come into work on Monday morning, then what happens to Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday? Do people make the most of it? Or do they just go through the motions until they can have those two days? I understand, too, that many people don’t like their jobs, especially now. I guess the question is that seeing that people have to make a living, how can you work 40+ hours each week and still make each day count?
I’ve been trying to do this. Time for me is going faster than ever, and I’m probably working harder now than I ever have in my life. The last thing I want is to one day wake up and realize I’m 60 and that I could have appreciated life more when I was younger.
So I spend some time every day of the week thinking of the blessings that I have been given. I try to converse with at least 1 friend or family member every day. I help people out when I can. Instead of getting angry at someone – I try to imagine myself in their shoes. I breath in deeply when it rains. I don’t wish for Friday anymore – I think of what I can do right now to make my life count. I embrace my spiritualtiy. I act like a kid every now and then, and I’m okay with it. And you know what? I’m a lot happier and less stressed for doing these things, no matter what goes on in my life.
I would urge anyone reading this to ask him/herself this question: “Do I really make each day count?”
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April 20th, 2009 at 12:00 pm
I have found that this works best for me…I wake up each day and think “It’s Friday!!!! Just one more day till the weekend. I go through each day as a “Friday”, with the anticipation of the next two days off. Only late at night, when getting into bed do I let myself “realize” that it is not Friday…only dissapointed for a few minutes before falling off to dreamland. Not a bad trade off for feeling good the whole day…