Seize the moment...

I came from a very eclectic family. Before my step-sister died several years ago, I had an eighty-year-old step-sister and a two-year-old half-brother. My mother married a man the second time around who was twice her age. My father married a woman the ninth time around who was one third his age.

Anyway, my step-sister was in her fifties and I was about thirteen when she gave me the some very sage advice on more than one occasion. She said that the dishes would wait if her husband wanted her to go fishing with him. That didn’t make a lot of sense to me at thirteen but the words have come to life now that I’m past sixty.

Seize the moment!

Too many times I have put off what would bring me a great deal of joy because it wasn’t on my schedule or I couldn’t fit it into my all too important routine for the day or the week. The beds had to be made (never knew when a relative might stop by), the floors vacuumed (couldn’t have dust on the hardwood or a leaf on the carpet), and supper had to be on the table at the right time…complete with dessert (which I couldn’t eat because I was always on some kind of diet).

No more ever again!

I’m going to eat ice cream, maybe even a hot fudge sundae, once in a while, because I want it and I’m not even going to think about the fat grams or the calories. Remember all those women on the Titanic who passed up dessert?

If Mr. B comes through the door and says, “Hey, let’s go eat fast food tacos tonight,” I’m will put the chicken I planned to fry back in the refrigerator. Hey, we might even drive through the park, take off our shoes and wade in the creek after we fill up on tacos. One thing for sure, we will go to Walmart while we are close by for a bottle of generic anti-acid pills but the tacos and the wading will be well worth it.

In the past I’ve said that Mr. B and I will go away for a week all alone when we get the yard landscaped and the house remodeled. Besides we can’t leave. Who would water the morning glories and take care of the tom cats?

Forget it. My daughter will take care of the cats. The morning glories can be in a live or die situation. They can live or they can die if it doesn’t rain.

Mr. B and I will pack a beach towel, a pair of sandals, a suitcase of comfortable clothes and set out for the beach and the sound of the ocean. We will call home once a week to tell the kids that we’re still alive and let them know that we are working on our second bottle of anti-acid pills which by then will be like candy to us.

I love real cheesecake but I’d just as well take a putty knife and apply it to my thighs as put it in my mouth. One slice equals six inches around my mid-section and two inches on my thighs. Two slices and I can’t wear a thing in my closet.

The other day I stopped at my favorite deli and bought two slices. I ate them slowly, savoring every fat gram. Then I knocked the guilt off my shoulder and drove home with a smile on my face. If my little red car had hit an ice berg I would have passed on into eternity a right happy woman instead of having regrets.

I may not be ready to trade my tired old flip flops in on roller blades but I am working on seizing the moment…and it’s a wonderful feeling. My step-sister was a prophet for sure!

What have you done this week that blew caution to the wind but you enjoyed it so much?

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