I wrote this blog post much like this two years ago, but it seems so important to share it again today.
One Friday ritual that happens in offices is that people ask What are you doing this weekend? I’ve never been good at small talk in general, but I had to study to answer that question.
I kept a list of responses that sounded somewhat normal.
“I’m going for quiet and relaxation.”
“I think a good book is in order.”
“I have an appointment with my pillow.”
“I’m just so happy to be having a weekend.”
You might note that all of my answers basically say the same thing that my friend, KB, once said, “Liz doesn’t do weekends.”
I used to say, “Hey, the speeding train of week is over, I made my quota of decisions at the office. The last thing I want to do is come home to make more of them — decide what to do, where to go, what to eat, where to eat it, when to go there, what to wear.”
So instead I’d stay home and let life happen.
Sometimes life happens in ways worth remembering. Most often it doesn’t. Time just passes.
That’s what I’ve been thinking about lately. I don’t make plans — too many options. I can talk myself out of almost anything.
“Let’s something.”
“Do what?”
“I don’t know. What do you want to do?”“How about this place?”
“Too crowded.”“This?”
“Too expensive.”“This?”
“Too far. . . . too early . . . too late . . . too extravagant . . . too boring . . . too edgy . . . too too.”“but I’ll be there…”
“Then I’ll go.”
I care more about people I do things with than what I do. So when a friend would suggest something, I would go. Most cool things I’ve done have been because someone invited me.
That’s a passive way to live a life, waiting for life to come to me.
I’ve changed since those days.
I’ve realized my life is my own to make.
I decided to find time for the time of my life.
I still don’t do weekends …
Now, I do life every day of the week … including Friday, Saturday, and Sunday … finding time for people I care about, people I want know, and even myself.
Life isn’t made of weekends.
It’s made of memories.
I can’t think of a better way to spend the time of my life.
How are you finding time for the time of your life?
