One of this week's blog prompts from the G-dog, AKA Mr @galenkp and his #weekendengagement posting initiative had me fantasizing about something I have actually been promising myself for quite some time.
Don't get me wrong, to many of you this may sound an utterly boring use of the time offered to me in this hypothetical exercise but it would be just what the doctor Steven ordered.
Weekend of solitude
You're spending the weekend totally alone between Friday night and Sunday night. What do you do, where do you go, if anywhere, and why? Explain your answers.
Well firstly, I should explain that I feel massively behind, perpetually behind, unfathomably and quite agonisingly behind. With what you may ask, correspondence? Definitely. Paperwork? Oh yeah. Long term planned jobs around the home and garden? Abso-frikkin-lutely!
But in general, I feel behind with life!
I am a guy with a head crammed full of plans, ideas, goals and uhm stuff.
I just don't feel like I ever get enough time to catch-up with the mundane stuff in order to ever get to take on the massive life-affirming passion projects that live in my head. The last few days have been spent trying to clear the decks of some pressing matters. It's mostly phone calls and e-mails regarding a few things hanging over my head. Every time I act and try and get ahead, another obstacle is thrown before me and each individual job turns in to 3.
So the idea of an entire blissful, inspiring, dynamic weekend of go-time sounds bloody magnificent. I did tell you that it may sound boring to you when I lay it all bare, but not to me. I would LOVE IT!
All I would need is that timeframe, my PC and one of my many notebooks of plans. I would spend a few uninterrupted hours on Hive catching up with people who have waited far too long for me to respond and go search out some amazing content from others and set the comment sections ablaze. I have missed that recently. I would write a couple of posts that have been burning within me, on of my favourite things to do is write about current events that matter to me, culture wars, socio-economic storms-a-brewin', but alas not too much time for that these days.
I would sit and write at least one piece of fiction, I have promised myself time to do this for quite a while and repeatedly broken that promise like some deadbeat dad who keeps forgetting to take his kid to the park. Again, this may sound boring to you dear reader but I genuinely love to write and am aching to find time for it again.
I would commit an entire evening learning some skills I need for blogging and also for beginning to make video content, that goal cannot be pushed back any more. I am gonna be worked half to death and staring at my retirement letter before I make any progress on this the way I am going.
I mustmustmust make time to begin a moneymaking venture online that I have been eyeing for a while, this weekend of freedom would allow me to take those first steps and familiarize myself with the processes that I need to learn. I need to feel like I am making those inroads toward the day when I am not working in a factory for 12 hours wishing I was pursuing my own goals not my boss's.
Oh, even to dream about this unbroken stint makes my mind salivate.
To put this in context, I am writing these words at a frenzied pace on the eve of going back to work in the morning, it is 10.30 PM and this is not where I should be a few short hours from the hellhole that awaits.
Next up in my fantasy weekend, I would head out for a quick walk, taking my camera along for some stock images for upcoming posts, something I almost never get to do, this would allow me to plan the next stint at my PC as I have sat on my butt for too long already.
In truth, there would be no next stint because even in my mind's eye, in this imaginary scenario, the phone is ringing in the background, somebody is knocking frantically at the door, my PC has just blown up and even if it hadn't, the wi-fi is down AGAIN!!! The dog is barking, m'lady has returned from her work trip a day early and my bank has been hacked...
Isn't it bloody awful when an Aussie dude has offered you an entire weekend to focus on exactly what ya want and even the fantasy won't play along?
Oh I know what you're thinking my friend... Steven, you really need to get a grip and sort your life out.
You are 100% right of course. A fully grown man who seems almost incapable of living a life in the 'real world', there is other people out there just like me, isn't there? I hope I am not an absolutely lost cause.
In truth, while I have been away from the blockchain, I have been working very hard, I mean, massively hard on me. I have sincerely been trying to deal with outstanding shiz as I still wnat 2022 to be the year I look back on and say:
Wow! I really did take a quantum leap this year!
I hope to share the story of my amazingly dynamic 2nd half of the year with you when the New Years Eve fireworks have just begun to fall silent and together, you and I look toward 2023.
In all seriousness, I have taken a quantum leap forward with my health battles over the last few weeks and have freed myself of all medication (a significant number of pills per day), almost overnight. This after a month sick from work because of those health struggles coming to a head.
Needless to say my goal I talk about often of being fitter at 50 than 40 has moved on significantly. I cannot wait to write about it here... Next week!
After all, it's not like I'm gonna stumble across a few days all to myself to catch-up with life is it? #babysteps
Thank YOU for taking the time to read my post and if you're one of those amazing people who like to hit the comments section... Then I doubly thank YOU!
Either way I want you to know that you are appreciated!
Keep taking the time to connect with each-other both here and in the 'so-called' real world and try and look after each-other, because as you already know...
