Life’s been pretty good lately. You won’t hear any complaining from me. I have been thinking about my life in terms of percentages lately, it helps keep me focused on things that are constructive…constructive is definitely not the right word, let’s just say it puts things in perspective.
I do not like the fact that someday I’ll die, I even thought it was somewhat unfair to bring kids into a world that they’ll someday have to die too, but that is sort of a depressing perspective. The percentage way of looking at things is regardless of how long you live, you lived 100%. If you lived 30 years, 5 years, 100 years, it doesn’t matter, your life equals one unit, 100 percent. If you have 100 percentage points to use between birth and death and the thing that really matters is how you use each one of those points and it doesn’t make much sense to spend a lot of your percentage points worrying about dying. If you sleep 8 hours a day, you waste 30% points there too. I’ve tried to get by with much less sleep, but that doesn’t work out too well.
I have been trying to decrease some of my percentage points from work and move them into relaxing, family, and adventure. I’m also trying to squeeze some points into the “take better care of myself” area. I turn 33 on Friday, which puts me roughly 32 years away from retirement, I guess that’s another half full statement. I think I’ve been more reflective lately because I’m really seeing my kid’s personalities take shape and it is a pretty powerful thing, like a thumb print, there’s just no changing it (not that I’d want to, I just expected both kids to be like an exact combination of Jac and I).
Jac, Win, Dalia, and I are all heading to the Outer Banks next week for a vacation. I cannot wait to roam around on vacant beaches and turn the kids loose for hours. Being near water, Jac and I have decided that the kids will be wearing life vests all the time.
My good friend Andy and I were talking about how wonderful the Phillies have been the past couple years and he asked me, “Do you sit your kids down and make them watch the games and tell them that they are witnessing the best baseball team we’ve ever had?” The funny thing is, the thought has definitely crossed my mind. I told him that my kids couple care less about sports, playing sports, or watching sports on TV. It is sort of dissappointing, but it would be also be weird if a kid looked forward to laying on a couch for an entire Sunday to watch football. I think I’m very lucky that my children’s percentage points are completely dedicated to adventure, exploratation, learning, and building. Maybe someday sports will be important, but they’ve got bigger fish to fry.