The Most Important Things In Life
“Comin’ close together with a feelin’ that I’ve never known before, in my time.
She ain’t ashamed to be a woman, or afraid to be a friend.
I don’t know the answer to the easy way she opened every door in my mind.
But dreamin’ was as easy as believin’ it was never gonna end.
And lovin’ her was easier than anything I’ll ever do again.”
It is the end of the year and posts about what you wish you had done or plan to do are a dime a dozen. Hell, it is a damn good thing that they aren’t physical objects because it is a guaranteed fact that 23 people would inadvertently trip over a post about New Year’s resolutions and die as a result of the injuries suffered in the fall.
How embarrassing would that be. “Jack the dad blogger died from injuries received when he tripped over a post about his desire to eat healthier, exercise more and tell those he loves most that he loves them. He was 42.”
Well, Â I may still trip and break my neck but fortunately it is not going to be because my feet became fouled up in the errant of my post or yours. The more superstitious among us might suggest that I am being foolish in mentioning that. They might even suggest that my words are bringing undue attention from the wrong sort of powers upon me, but I am not worried.
Told you that after the year I have had the devil doesn’t dare show his horny head nor hide anywhere near me because I will defenestrate his ass…twice. Yes, I said twice. After I throw him through the window I will walk downstairs for the sole purpose of carrying him back up so that I can do it again.
Stupid devil should have realized that I am a better fiddler than that guy Johnny in Georgia. Don’t believe me? Go ask Tevye or Mottel the tailor and they’ll confirm.
Oy, my poor head is pounding in a way that makes me most unhappy. I would like to say that it is because the boys and I went out and closed down a few bars but that is not the case, no sir or no Â ma’am. You can pick.
Nope, I have got one hell of a nasty cold. It is the reason that I am not with the family watching “Chipwrecked.” I will join them for my son’s birthday dinner. Please don’t tell my son that I really didn’t want to see the movie.
But as I explained to him the most important things in life are a mix of what you do and who you do it with. You can have a fine time wandering through the grapevines of the world or climbing the Covent Trees with people, but when you do it with the right person it makes a significant difference that only fools ignore.
And that leads us back to the point of producing a post about New Year’s Resolutions. It is not to create a nice document that lists all the things that you hope to accomplish. It is to create a blueprint of accountability for yourself. It is to put yourself on notice that these are the things that you want to do and the things that you HAVE to do.
Once you figure out which is which life changes and you can focus on determining how to make those things happen. The rest is simply commentary. And by special request here are your lottery numbers:
8 31 68 5 9 69