The Years, The Days, This Weekend

I’ve just finished another major milestone of the school year – this term’s reports. And not to ride on my sister’s coattails – since I actually turned her on to the book – but really relating to her post today, quoting Gretchen Rubin (of The Happiness Project) who’s major ah-ha moment was ‘the days are long but the years are short.’

I think every year it feels a bit more like that, but as my own mortality smacks me in the face a little harder these days, it makes sense to think along those lines and do what feels right as a result. Whether that means being nicer, working smarter, making time for people I love and like, or just doing the creative and genuine things that mean most to me, I need to consider my time and space.

This weekend I’m going to the Olympics in Vancouver! It was a very last minute decision, based more on a ‘why waste this nearly once-in-a-lifetime opportunity’ than the kind of naysaying that says ‘it’s too hard and too expensive to go so far for just a quick weekend.’ Instead, we decided that it was worth the time, effort, and money, and we would just go for it. After all, we might be in our seventies by the time the Olympics come back to Canada! We’ve gotta go!

P.S. I’m knitting red mittens for my twin – who in her blog – has recounted her red Olympic mitten tribulations. They aren’t official Olympic merch, but they’re made of a rich pashmina red yarn, and she already loves them, in their half complete state. And, there’s no way they can be quite as mismatched as my original freakshow pair. Go Canada!