This morning, I decided to get my hands dirty and pushed myself to clean the kitchen... while scrubbing the stove top, many thoughts sprouted and for some reason, one stayed. These thoughts came up probably because of the mundane task that I was busy taking care of.
Maybe another part of me was reminding me, judging me and arguing with me. It's my preachy half... she kept whispering - "Live each day like it's your last," and I felt angry for being judged at that moment. In my defense, I told Her that if I really had to live each day like it's my last, I would end up becoming so useless and annoying to the people around me.
Agreed, I would never waste time doing laundry, keeping my home clean or cooking healthy food for my family. But seriously, will people ever want to live around my dirty surroundings and stinky clothes? And, on a serious note, why the hell would I save any money at all? Why would I exercise?? I'm okay with dying with those few extra pounds on me. If today really was the last day of my life, I'd keep my husband at home. Surely he can skip work on the day his wife is about to die?
Agreed, I would never waste time doing laundry, keeping my home clean or cooking healthy food for my family. But seriously, will people ever want to live around my dirty surroundings and stinky clothes? And, on a serious note, why the hell would I save any money at all? Why would I exercise?? I'm okay with dying with those few extra pounds on me. If today really was the last day of my life, I'd keep my husband at home. Surely he can skip work on the day his wife is about to die?
On the last day of my life, I'd splurge, donate, and for the last time, meet a lot of people by unexpectedly showing up at their doorstep (or on their phone screen), demanding their time. My friends' and family's facebook pages would be filled with annoying PDA and for this one day, I would be labelled 'Spammer' by all my contacts on Whatsapp.
On the last day of my life, everyone would have to handle my nostalgic self and like it or not, smile and keep me happy.
On the last day of my life, everyone would have to handle my nostalgic self and like it or not, smile and keep me happy.
''Okay!!''
I heard my preachy half tell me.
''Go ahead and do the laundry next. Live each day like it's your first. What you do today, will determine what you do the next day.''
And it was at this moment that I dropped the scrubber into the sink, took off my gloves, marched into the living room and got comfortable on my recliner, TV remote in hand.
"Well...in that case, I have many more days to do purposeful stuff. Today is just the first...I'd rather relax than do laundry," I said.
My preachy half stared at me, sighed - and this time, joined me on the couch.
"Well...in that case, I have many more days to do purposeful stuff. Today is just the first...I'd rather relax than do laundry," I said.
My preachy half stared at me, sighed - and this time, joined me on the couch.
''I'll take care of you tomorrow, today is just the first.'' she said.
