My boys wants supper. The kitchen needs cleaning.
The cow needs milking. My shirt need mending.
My pants need fixing. My shoes need shining.
My children need feeding.
-The Color Purple
When did our lives become a grocery list? Why do we allow people to treat us poorly so frequently? We tussle, debate and get upset because of what someone else has done to us. We share stories like “I can’t believe she pulled this trick again,” or “seems like this person won’t stop at anythingg.” When did we make the foolish decision to put ourselves last? For some, it was a lifetime ago, for others it sort of happened overnight. For a few of us, we just stomach the behavior every now and then. I wonder, why do we allow Big Foot to take over our lives?
Big Foot is a metaphor for people, things and self-defeating patterns that just completely wipe us out routinely. Big Foot absorbs all of our energy, time, passions, dreams, confidence and peace of mind. Find out who or what Big Foot is in your life and tell him, her, it and your cynical side, or all of the above, “enough! No more! Good-bye!”
I saw the television commercial. You saw the commercial. Your girlfriends saw the commercial. Your boss even saw the commercial. Your children (if you have any) saw the commercial and your significant other saw the commercial, although he tried to act like he didn’t. The enticing, mesmerizing, breath taking television commercial I’m speaking of, is the one that entertains your subconscious mind and calls you by your first, last, middle and childhood name. Picture this:
The water is as blue as mouthwash, trees are a lush green color, the swimming pool is the perfect temperature, the ice sculptured flamingo captivates little kids, the sun is warm and comforting, the colorful sarong skirt and floppy straw hat compliments the hired actress. You’re sitting at home in a bathrobe with your eyes closed imagining the white sand and how good it feels between your toes. The tropical drink with the miniature umbrella gives you just the perfect buzz right before that afternoon nap. Then the phones rings and…
A smiling family of four jogs along the beach, the two children (one girl and one boy, of course) throw the family dog (Spike) a yellow frisbee which he successfully catches with his teeth every time, someone gets tackled into the chilling water and the dog completes the loving scene with a very happy bark.
Colleagues and their spouses sip red wine and eat marinated artichokes aboard a beautifully crafted yacht. Husbands light each other’s Cuban cigars and wives busy themselves with the table and food arrangements. All of sudden a big gust of wind shakes things up a bit and everyone lets out a nervous chuckle. Then the television commercial ends with those five words. WHAT ARE YOU WAITING ON?
Well, what are you waiting on? I’ve heard just about every excuse. “The rent is due. My right knee isn’t as good as it use to be. I don’t have anyone to accompany me. I didn’t request the time off soon enough. I don’t have the funds. My favorite aunt is gravely ill. The babysitter is scheduled for a makeover. My boyfriend is saving for a motorcycle. I don’t have a thing to wear. My car needs a new transmission. My husband doesn’t like to travel. I’m afraid to fly.” And the list goes on. Again, I ask, what are you waiting on? Some of those things mentioned are no doubt important, but you are too.
Talk show host Oprah Winfrey has a segment on her show that’s called remembering your spirit. The idea is too rekindle and revisit those dear and simple things that once gave you personal pleasure and fulfilled your mind, body, soul and spirit. It can be absolutely anything. She encourages her viewers to attend or do something that brings them joy. Simple, isn’t it? Examples include:
Enroll in a class
Foot and body massage
Learn a new language
Make herbal teas
Purchase new shoes
Rent/buy or go to the movies
Research a topic or place of interest
Once a month, I treat myself to something nice, not grand, but nice. I find something to buy or somewhere to go that gives me a personal sense of satisfaction. Yes. I confess, I make a date with myself every 31 days. I get a big kick out of it. Sometimes I include close friends but the majority of the time I don’t. Every January I buy myself something new. I call it the congratulations-you–made-it-girl gift. That’s right, something new to start off the New Year. However, I wasn’t always like that. I too, would take care of everyone except myself.
Oh, how time flies. Aging is apart of the journey, this I know. Unfortunately, Rogaine, Geritol, Ben-Gay and FDA approved patches for this and that and Gingkoba replaced that youthful fruit flavored lip-gloss in the medicine cabinet way too soon. So you look at yourself in the mirror and you don’t even recognize the person staring back at you, is that fair? After all, feeling good on the inside begets looking good on the outside. Looking good on the outside begets feeling good on the inside.
It’s nothing extreme, nothing major, nothing out of the norm. Just something you rightfully deserve – personal time! You owe it to yourself.
Coincidentally, my new purchase for January 2006 was a sewing machine. Do I know how to sew? No. Will I learn? Yes. To all of our registered and faithful customers, be on the lookout for a red, blue and white potholder in the mail, from yours truly!
Happy Happy New Year!