It’s 11:11. I like that time – something about the symmetry. I used to say it out loud every time I saw it. Silly, I know. Whatever.
I’ve been thinking about roles in life.
This blog focuses primarily on my role as a father. It’s one I take seriously. It’s also one that has brought me great joy. And great frustration. And great concern.
But it’s not my only role. I’m a husband, son, brother, friend, and so much more. Each role has different demands, expectations, and requirements.
Sometimes, I wonder – what about me?
It’s been over two years since I was teaching full time at a high school in Brooklyn. While it seems like much more than that in many ways, I still vividly recall the peaceful feeling during week long breaks. Seriously, ahhhhh.
While those days are long gone for me, week long breaks still happen for my children. And this past week was one such week. They are serious about the presidents in our town here in North Jersey.
One of the great things about the week off is the ease it brings the boys. There’s no pressure of homework, rushing off to school, or getting to bed at a particular hour.
My children, like most kids their age, are thrilled to have the week off from school. At this point, they need little dad entertainment time. Both are happy to waste a day away on their electronics – whether its Youtube, Sporcle (BR is constantly doing baseball quizzes), etc. That and some hangouts (they don’t call them playdates anymore – too mature for that. Duhhh!) and they are content.
Anyone who has read more even a handful of blog posts has surely read at least one that falls into the category of a listicle. You know the posts I mean – Five reasons for this, Twelve tips on that… I’ve done them too like here and here.
And I wish this was a list post. I really do! It’s not that I’m so in love with list posts – they’re fine – it’s just I can’t give you five tips on how to avoid procrastinating.
Sure, I could do a Google search and come up with many reasons. I could even draw a couple from my own observations and experiences.
But it would be disingenuous, unauthentic.
“Everybody has a plan until they get punched in the mouth.” Mike Tyson.
In my last post, I’m Putting on Rose Colored Glasses, I spoke about my optimism for the coming year. I shared my plan to see things in their best light and make the most of the coming year.
I also noted that plans will go awry and frustrations and disappointments will occur.
And I was right.
Last week, I took the punch, a double shot on the chin, in the work realm. Details and reasons are not relevant. Stuff happens. However, the consequences of this double shot is that a significant chunk of my income was lost.