June 19, 2017
“I am not afraid of tomorrow, for I have seen yesterday and I love today.”
William Allen White
Last week I wondered if many of our lives are lackluster because we just live the same day over and over again. I think if we just go walking the same path every day we would benefit by rethinking how we spend our time. In the following article the author asks the question, “What do you want your days to look like?”
I find the question helps me look at the days ahead in a slightly different manner. What I like is that I don’t have to envision lofty behavior but I can look at how I might make my days more interesting.
What your days look like
When my dad brought home girlfriends, my grandpa, rather obnoxiously, would quiz them from his arm chair. I’m told the first question was usually, “So, what’s your philosophy of life?” (I’m not sure what my mother answered.)
I was thinking of my grandpa last week when I was asked a similarly baffling and broad question during an interview: “What is your definition of success?” I hemmed and hawed a bit, until I finally said, “I suppose success is your days looking the way you want them to look.” Sounded okay, but after I said it, I wondered what the hell it meant.
“What do you want your days to look like?” is a question I ask myself whenever I’m trying to make a decision about what to do next. In fact, I believe that most questions about what to do with one’s life can be replaced by this question.
What career should I choose? Should I go back to school? Where should I live? Should I get married? Should I have kids? Should I get a dog? Should I take up the piano?
“What do you want your days to look like?” forces you to imagine the day in, day out realities that making such choices will present you with.
Albert Camus once told a reporter, “One has to pass the time somehow.” And how you pass the time, what your days look like, well, as Annie Dillard wrote, “How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.”
Maybe success is just a matter of how the reality of the days match up to the ones in your imagination. That’s not to say my ambitions these days are all that lofty. In 1851, Nathaniel Hawthorne, after spending the day with his five-year-old son, wrote in his journal, “We got rid of the day as well as we could.”
Whether that’s aiming too low or not, it sounds like success to me.
“Try and fail, but don’t fail to try.”
The Universal Laws of Computing
For every function, there is an equal and opposite malfunction.
When computing, whatever happens, behave as though you meant it to happen.
When you get to the point where you really understand your computer, it’s probably obsolete.
The first place to look for information is in the section of the manual where you least expect to find it.
When the going gets tough, upgrade.
To err is human… to blame your computer for your mistakes is downright natural.
He who laughs last probably made a back-up.
A complex system that does not work is invariably found to have evolved from a simpler system that worked just fine.
The number one cause of computer problems is computer solutions.
A computer program will always do what you tell it to do, but rarely what you want it to do.
Success is getting up one more time.
She said: Upset over a newlywed squabble with my husband, I went to my mother to complain. Trying to console me, my dad said that men are not all like this all the time.
“Nonsense,” I said. “Men are good for only one thing!”
“Yes,” my mother interjected, “but how often do you have to parallel park?”
A happy person is not a person in a certain set of circumstances, but rather a person with a certain set of attitudes.
Jackie was attending her High School reunion and was having a blast. As the evening was drawing to a close, the master of ceremonies for the night proceeded to hand out bottles of champagne to the graduates who had traveled the farthest distance to attend the reunion, the graduate who had been married the longest time, the graduate who had become the most successful, etc. And Jackie wondered if she was going to get a prize too. Sure enough, the master of ceremonies called out her name. “Jackie, you win with 11 kids.” and then, trying to be clever, he added in “And champagne is only half the prize. The other half is a giant, economy size bottle of aspirin.”
“Don’t bother with the aspirin,” Jackie replied. “It’s obvious with these many kids that I’ve never had a headache.”
Everyone says looks don’t matter. Age doesn’t matter. Money doesn’t matter, but I’ve never met a woman yet who has fallen in love with an old, ugly man who is broke.
A few years ago, I decided to visit my brother who was stationed in Germany. I assumed that most Germans would speak English. But I found that many people spoke only their native tongue – including the ticket inspector on the train. He punched my ticket, then chatted cordially for a bit, making gestures like a windmill. I simply nodded from time to time to show him that I was interested. When he had gone, an American woman soldier in the compartment leaned forward and asked if I spoke German.
“No,” I confessed.
“Then that explains,” she said, “why you didn’t bat an eyelid when he told you that you were on the wrong train.”
9 out of 10 doctors say the 10th doctor should mellow out.
A salesman approached a home on a nice quiet street and said to the young boy playing on the sidewalk, “Is your mother home?”
The young boy said, “Yup.”
The salesman knocked on the door a dozen times without evoking a response.
Turning to the boy, he said, “I thought your mother was home.”
The young boy said, “She is. I live down the block!”
Have a heart that never hardens, a temper that never tries, and a touch that never hurts.
A young man is playing golf with a priest. At a short hole the priest asks, “What are you going to use on this hole son?”
The young man says, “An eight iron, father. How about you?”
The priest says, “I’m going to hit a soft seven and pray.”
The young man hits his eight iron and puts the ball on the green. The priest tops his 7 iron and dribbles the ball out a few yards.
The young man says, “I don’t know about you father, but in my church when we pray, we keep our head down.”
And in the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.”
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