Mandy has been swallowed by PTA responsibilities so she asked me to blog for her…that was before I told her I thought Peter Pan was hitting on me the other night at an improve show, so she might be regretting her decision!
I haven’t written anything other than emails lately and I’m currently in the middle of shifting the way I think. I’ve decided I’m going to concentrate on having fun even with the tasks I detest. Like typing: I’m not a typer…I’m a talker! Typing is a tedious task as far as I’m concerned along with cleaning. I’ve been attempting to clean/downsize, when I look around it seems that all of my hard work feels like I haven’t accomplished anything. The mess instead of being contained in one area is now sprawled out in the living room and I swear the paper in my house might eat me! I’m blaming this on my parents for I don’t feel I was ever taught how to really “clean”…I am however amazingly talented at rearranging the clutter…so much so that I hired an organizer once who told me I had no system and basically I was S.O.L.! EXACTLY I was S.O.L. that I had paid someone to tell me what I already knew! These acts are not “fun” for me but with my new I’m going to make it fun attitude; I’m realizing I’m lucky that I am able to go through my own stuff as opposed to someone else going through it (or shoveling it out as they do on the hoarder show; even though that seems like a must easier task than actually cleaning) and with writing it is not my preferred form of communication but I am able to communicate this way (I'm not saying it's my most successful medium).
We all have tasks we dread in all aspects of our life and we do them anyway. Why do we do them? Responsibility, obligation? I’ve recently been given the task of coordinating Thanksgiving dinner for my Father’s side of the family for saying something along the lines of spending thanksgiving with the family is like Dante’s Inferno (my communication skills rock…I put that in writing on Facebook). Thanksgiving is my least favorite “food” holiday so I suggested we all pitch in money and order Chinese food. Surprisingly more people were accepting of this than I would have thought. My Aunt whose house it’s at has vetoed this idea. This means the responsibility will be taken away from me or I’ll be having egg rolls on Thanksgiving! Yum! I took a tedious task and made it fun (for me at least)!
Think about what you dread doing and then turn it into something more enjoyable than you normally would. I doubt I will ever enjoy cleaning but I liven the task up by cranking the music and putting on my dancing shoes. I think about dressing up but then I realize that would be one more outfit I’d have to wash unless I buy a maid or a prison uniform both seem appropriate for this chore then it'd be worth it.
Fun should be applied to all aspects of your life. If you feel you need to play one song over and over again to the point people around you begin to wonder if you have OCD, do it! Sing in the car at the top of your lungs, who cares if your car is mostly windows: what are the odds you’ll see the people around you again?! Drive with the top down on your car if you can’t do that drive with all of the windows down and stick your arm out the window and hand surf (after all when was the last time you did that)? Start dancing when you feel the urge regardless if you are at home, work, in your chair or out and about! Life is short…make it fun!
Let me know if you have any suggestions on what else one could do for making things fun…I’m always up for a new FUN experience…hopefully you are too!