I had a nice, relaxing Sunday and started Monday off a bit on the lazy side. I did my morning meditation, then my three daily solitaire games and then, when I should have been heading down to put on my exercise clothing and hit the treadmill for my 2+ miles, I changed my mind. I opened my current e-book (The Damning Stone by TJ Klune) and dove back into Verania for a half-hour or slightly longer. In other words, I decided to take a day off from my physical schedule and relax a bit. No regrets - they're silly to have anyway. Choices made. choices lived with. I think this was a fairly good choice. For one day. But I'll be back in the swimming pool tomorrow.
Of course, I'm not taking the whole day off. That's something that simply can't happen. When you operate a small business, everyone needs to be where they should be on the days they are scheduled. If not, someone else has to make up for that absence which is harsh. DH works three days a week. (It used to be two - I put my foot down last year and got him to work on Fridays too, not just Mondays and Wednesdays). I work four days a week - Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday. Chickie works five days a week - Tuesday through Saturday. That gives all of us one weekend day and at least one weekday off, allowing for appointments and other items that can't always be scheduled for a Saturday or Sunday.
It's convenient, it's reasonable, and most of the time it even works fairly well. We have to shuffle every now and again because things come up - life isn't predictable. But in such a small group as we are, we all have to have some flexibility when necessary. That's mandatory, and reasonable. It's also a big part of friendship and reliability. Because a true friend is someone that you can rely on - the good and the bad. I've been fortunate in my life - I've had good friends.
I hope, on this Monday, that you can look over your life and realize that you have also had good friends. Friends are those small areas of brilliant light that help alleviate the darkness that can surround us at times. I have Chickie, I have DH, I have Sharon and Seth; I consider myself fortunate that I've made friends who have stuck with me for years, decades, and haven't gotten too bored or disgusted with my friendship - yet. I'm rich because I have others who give a shit. Isn't that what life is all about? Caring about other people? I think it is, and I consider it of the utmost importance.
So today, look around your life. Do you have firm friends whom you can count on and who you would help through thick and thin, knowing they would do the same for you if needed? If you do, you're rich. Even if you have almost nothing in the bank, you're rich. True poverty is being alone in this world. Mitakuye Oyasin and Slava Ukraini.
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