Mondays
I'm a very lucky guy. A number of my facebook friends made me think this morning by commenting on how they hate Mondays. One of the great things about entrepreneurship is that at some point you realize that you don't always know what day it is. If it's a day that I don't see clients or have students, I don't wear a watch. That means that a good bit of the time I don't know what day or what time it is. The cool thing is - I don't care. I wake up when I'm finished sleeping. I eat when I'm hungry. I sleep when I'm tired. My body takes on it's own rythm and it doesn't seem to correspond with the rising and setting of the sun. After years, decades actually, of being driven by clocks, calendars, phones, PDA's Crackberrys, and deadlines it's liberating to just live on my own schedule. How and why did I ever buy into the idea that 40 - 50 years of soul crushing work was the price that had to be paid for 10 - 20 years of "comfortable retirement"? I am truly, truly, blessed. I'm a couple months away from completing my 53rd trip around the sun. I have all that I want and more than I need. Way more actually. I still have stuff (or more accurately, the stuff has me) that I have to deal with, but I'm in the process of divesting myself of it and the hassles that go along with it. So, as good as it is, it gets better every day. It's not perfect - but it feels like I'm on the right track. Life is good.
Life Liberty & The pursuit of Happiness. Some how that concept has become more complicated than it was ment to be.
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