Bored? I Don’t Have Time For That!

Bored? I really don’t understand that. While I will accept that some of the things one has to do in life can be real darn tedious, I can’t ever say that I’m bored.

On the contrary, I find that twenty four hours in a day simply isn’t enough.

I need to sleep, eat and work. That can take anything up to 20 hours in a day, which doesn’t leave much time for anything else. When I have a day off, I never seem to find the time to do all the things that I want to do – catching up on overdue tasks and chores; more pleasurable things such as reading a new book, listening to music, watching a movie, having a meal out (or a meal in), a couple of hours in the pub, putting the world to rights over a couple of pints.

I can’t do nothing at all – that I WOULD find boring, but I’ve always got something to do!

Dream Small, Dream Often

Be positive about life.

OK. You can’t be positive 100% of the time. Life does have its knockbacks sometimes. Also, don’t hanker for things that are, for the most part, out of reach. Sure aim big, but dream small steps to get there. You can’t be a millionaire overnight (unless you win the lottery, and the odds are millions to one).

Personally, I get great pleasure out of the small things. A day off work tomorrow. Time with my wife. Looking forward to a weekend away. Stopping by the pub on the way home. Losing two pounds this week. Eating healthy for three days in a row. Finishing overdue tasks. Get my drift? Whatever little things please you. Bask in it, in your own head if you like.

If things are making you unhappy, make small changes. You can’t usually change everything overnight. It all becomes overwhelming and then you get stressed again. You can take time enjoying small changes, and tiny events. Make a cup of tea or coffee and take a walk around the yard for five minutes. No yard? Walk around the block (perhaps without the cuppa).

Just a few minutes to unwind can help make all the difference!

Discipline

Recently I read a story about a mother who is planning to move her daughter from her current school.

Why?

Because the mother doesn’t like the school rules, and instead of quietly making her views known to the school, and then abiding by them, she decides she doesn’t want her daughter there anymore. What a wonderful example this parent gives to her child.

What’s the issue?

The daughter has a nose stud, and the school has said it’s against their rules, mostly on health and safety grounds. They’ve even offered to pay for this child to have the nose stud replaced during the summer break, which I find incredulous. Particularly in these times of austerity, shouldn’t every single penny that a school receives be going into education?

No wonder we’re producing so many louts these days. Kids only have to look to their own parents for examples of how to stamp their feet and get their own way.

It’s a sad world sometimes.

Ramblings and thoughts from a 50-something currently lurking in London