There’s a book in my guest bedroom. It was left by a previous visitor, and entitled “The Present”. In a nutshell, the book talks about how people live for tomorrow, next year, etc. I think being “retired” from a good paying job, being out of what you expected your career path to be, and exiting the “fast lane” makes you realize that all you can do, is live today.
It’s not so much short sighted, actually it’s actually long-sighted. If you bring your “best” person to the present, live in The Present, you really will experience more of your lifetime and less of anticipating your future. Let’s face it, we can only hope of what that will hold, and today we can put it in our hands. I remember always thinking, “one day I will have more time to… ” (you can fill in the blank). Spend time with your kids, play in your hobbies, visit with friends. But what if you did that today? Be who you love being, the quilter, the spinner. The husband, the Wife. The best mom in the world? You can do it if you live in The Present. I encourage all of you to give yourself TODAY. Call someone TODAY and tell them that you’ve been meaning to call them and TODAY is the day. I’m not going to rattle on about it, you can order the book if you want to, and read it yourself. It’s a quick read.
Take Time to Play
Mondays and Mid July. Atlanta, like a lot of places in the country are downright HOT. Awful. We have intermittent rain, and some days, like last Friday, it rained all day. I was at the shop, not a single customer was to be seen. (Not the rain keeping them away, I think it was Harry Potter) I called my new friend *J* and left her a message that Happy Hour was that afternoon, and that my “first ever box of wine” was chilling in the refrigerator. At five, she shows up, dressed to the nines for her day-job, and announces “It’s Happy Hour”. Knitting Needles and Paper Cups. The air conditioner never went on, the breeze was refreshing, and two friends spend a couple of hours just chatting and knitting, sharing a little wine. Living in the Present.
The weekend starts for Sarah and I at 4 on Saturday afternoon, when we close the shop. It was a great Saturday. Our 3rd Saturday, and we had a full table of customers/new friends, knitting all day. Really. Until just about 4 p.m. We had an impromptu group of girls (from a sleepover, sleep deprived and not the worse for it) who came in for a weaving demo that turned into a make and take. Cardboard looms and shuttles, and some wool wound into balls. All in all they were remarkably well behaved (it was only an hour or so) and I’m hoping they’ll be in with their finished mug-mats this week.
Sundays are relatively lazy. Coffee and bagels with my husband, maybe a drive, a couple of loads of laundry, etc. Spending time with my 9-5 friend Nancy, who is the only friend I have left with a full-time job. I have a few friends, and I make it a point to keep in touch regularly, but honestly, the phone does work both ways. Someone could call me instead of me making all the calls. Ah, wait. Maybe they are living in their “Present”…ok, nevermind.
My week starts Tuesday, and I do keep to 8-hour workdays, keeping the store open from 11-7 so working customers still have time to stop by and shop. Not many come in after 4, I don’t think they’ve moved into the Living In The Now, and are thinking “I’ve got to stop by there One Day”. Just remember, that we never know when our Last Day is coming. Live just in the Present. Love In the Present. It will be your best day, everyday.