“Planning is bringing the future into the present so that you can do something about it now”
I had breakfast with a good friend this morning who soon will move on to the next phase of her life. Fortunately she has an income stream that will allow her to do almost anything she want’s. As we discussed her plans she shared with me that she will be turning an avocation into a vocation. She shared her promotional plans for her new venture and the functional steps she would take to meet federal reporting requirements and all that other business stuff that the small business person can’t avoid.
My concern was that she had concentrated her planning on the new business venture and I suggested that instead of a business plan she develop a-rest-of-my-life plan. I felt that she should make sure that the pleasure she got from her avocation didn’t get lost when it became a business. I also suggested that her success should be measured in personal self satisfaction and not in traditional business terms.
I think we all could benefit from putting together a life plan that made sure we provided the wherewithal to get the maximum enjoyment out of the years we have left. I suggested to my friend that rather than centering on her business as her full time pursuit she think of it as a part time job. Her other part time jobs should be dedicated to doing things she likes to do and always wanted to do. Here is a poem that says it better.
By John McLeod
Live well dear friends
In all you do,
Tho’ paths be old
Or paths be new,
But to yourself
Be ever true,
Laugh often friends
Tho’ passing years
Bring, sometimes, smiles
And, sometimes, tears,
For mirth forever
Warms and cheers
Love much dear friends
For love will bring
The healing joy
And hope of Spring,
Where pain and fear may never dwell
Nor anguish touch….
And so Live well,
Laugh often too,
And more, dear friends,
“It is only after a fair portion of one’s life that one really knows what are the things that matter, the things that will remain until the end.”
On the Road
Freeway congestion is getting so bad, you can change a tire without losing your place in line.
All across the country rush hour traffic is bumper to bumper. The next thing they’ll be selling is antiperspirant to put under your car’s fenders.
Traffic is always heavy in both directions. There are just as many people trying to get to whatever you’re trying to get away from.
You have mixed feelings when you see an opening in rush hour traffic. You’re glad for the opening, but you wonder who died.
It’s useless to print roadmaps anymore. You just get on the highway and go wherever the other cars take you.
The only way to get home from work on time is to take the day off… even then, you’re cutting it close.
Traffic is so bad nowadays, a pedestrian is someone in a hurry.
You don’t even have to brush your teeth anymore. Just get in rush hour traffic, smile, and let someone else’s windshield wipers do all the work.
You can sit on the highways forever. In fact, some places have little exit ramps where you can pull over and make a car payment.
During rush hour the only way you can change lanes is to buy the car driving next to you.
Remember the good old days when traffic used to be bumper to bumper? Now it’s windshield wiper to windshield wiper.
Our highways have become insane asylums with turn signals.
When nothing is sure, everything is possible.
The huge backlog in the doctor’s waiting room was taking its toll. Patients were glancing at their watches and getting restless. Finally one man walked to the receptionist’s station and tapped on the glass.
She slid back the window, saying, "Sir, you’ll just have to wait your turn."
"I just had one question," he remarked dryly. "Is George W. Bush still President?"
"Interns scare me. They’re too young. How can you have confidence in a doctor who has his rubber gloves pinned to his sleeves?"
"How long have you been driving without a tail light?" asked the policeman after pulling over a motorist.
The driver jumped out, ran to the rear of his car and gave a long, painful groan.
He seemed so upset that the cop was moved to ease up on him a bit.
"Come on, now," he said, "you don’t have to take it so hard. It isn’t that serious."
"It isn’t?" cried the motorist. "Then you know what happened to my boat and trailer?"
Chasing the cat is more fun than catching it.
In Boston, our flight was delayed at the terminal for about an hour. When the plane finally taxied onto the runway, the captain came on the intercom to apologize.
Making light of the issue, he said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to apologize for the delay. It is crucial to the company that we provide the same service to all of our customers. The ground crew was on break, and we had to wait for them to return to insure that the right number of bags were sent to the wrong location."
“Go confidently in the direction of your dreams.
Live the life you have imagined.”
Henry David Thoreau
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
Indianapolis, Indiana, USA
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