Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.
(From A Psalm of Life, Henry Wordsworth Longfellow)
This is Longfellow basically telling y’all that life is short so don’t waste it. Yesterday, I found myself engaging in a debate on social media again. Sometimes, I get by with a shrug of my shoulder and move on. But there are times when I let it get to me. Yesterday was the latter. Which sucks because it ruins my day completely. Do you remember when you started caring about politics? I was thinking about that on Sunday when I was strolling the aisles of the grocery store. I remember going to Arizona with my hubby years ago and engaging with the service car driver about American politics. Fortunately for me, we shared the same opinions. Her son was serving in the military and was gay. (I was surprised when she shared this to me as well). Her family was happy that President Barrack Obama was pursuing the elimination of “Don’t ask, Don’t Tell” rule. I don’t really remember how we got started talking about politics, to be honest. Anyway, just a great example of why we shouldn’t readily dismiss a person because of their political opinions. You don’t know who’s behind the keyboard or their motivation as to why they voted one way or another.
I think it was Lin-Manuel who said as a reminder to “not get stuck in the comment section of your daily life”. And the worst way to do that is to waste a beautiful day in a war of words with some unknown person hundreds of miles away from you.
As most of you would know, I’ve been plagued with so many upheavals in my life lately. From walking away from a job for 14 years to failing at a couple of placements, let’s just say, it’s been rough. Well, here’s another that had been so difficult to make.
Last weekend, we decided to put up our cabin for sale. It was a sad day, but I felt like we had to do it so we can stop worrying about having mortgages when an emergency comes up. I also wanted to simplify our life, but I don’t know where to start.
The short list according to this article, is to identify what’s important to me and get rid of everything else. That’s easier said than done. You know what I have a lot of? Books, man. Books. I’m sure I’ll work my way to that sometime. For now, I’m looking at the big picture. Big, as in the second home. As much as it’s a wonderful place to have, it is a financial heavyweight that we never had to think about before I quit my old job. But now that I’m starting over again, I thought we needed to reprioritize. It took me days of instigating dialogues with my husband because he wanted to hold on to it as long as we can. Thankfully, he saw some sense in my latest epiphany.
We had some great memories in this place. Lots of family gatherings, camping, great pictures and laughter. But all good things must come to an end. I told my husband that this is really not the end of our dream. It will take us a few years, but I’m pretty sure we’ll be right on track again if we are disciplined enough. I know have to declutter my life, my house, my closet. But I thought I’d start with something as big as an extra mortgage.
Next up: Clothes, designer shoes and purses. Welp.