Recently,
a few long-time friends and I were trying to organize a gathering with one
another. Attempting to get all eight of our busy schedules to come together can
be a feat similar to moving mountains.
In
less than 24 hours, we miraculously managed to establish a time and date that
accommodated each of our individually eventful lives. It’s been awhile since
we’ve seen one another, so we were delighted that the plans worked out so well
and so quickly. We’ll see each other in about three weeks.
I
am a spouse of one member of this group of friends, so their stories and
experiences precede me; but there was a time in their lives when they could
spontaneously call each other up (on a phone attached to a wall) and simply
say, “Let’s meet in an hour at the beach/bar.” Within the hour, the party
started. I could say the same about my own past experiences.
I
am now older and lead a very active existence. To be honest, I love my busy
life because I only do the things I love to do, albeit a few required
exceptions. But the idea that I have to schedule a “spontaneous” gathering with
friends, weeks in advance, made me take a closer look at myself. I gather from
others that I’m not alone in this fill-it-up lifestyle.
I
suspect there are a multitude of reasons for this “busy bandwagon” that a
majority of us have hoped onto that requires some self-reflection and courageous
change. Or, we could all jump ship and get out of the so-called rat race
altogether. However, I can’t be certain the opposite extreme is the answer,
either.
I
have decided that the temporary solution for my dilemma, until a permanent one
comes along, is to be grateful that I am lucky to have the “problem” of living
a full life. Of all the problems to have in the world, how can I complain about
this one? Of course, I am not advocating for overbooked lives, but until we/I
embrace that sought after balance - I am grateful that I get to schedule
spontaneity with friends who love me and I adore. If we can hang in there with
each other until we get the hang of a balanced life, perhaps one day we will call
each other up (on our cellphones) and meet within the hour.
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