Sofa King Tired

I don't know what it is, but I am so tired lately. Is it Mono? I don't think so. I haven't had a relapse in years. I think it comes from total job dissatisfaction. I like the organization I work for, I like the people I work with, I like the results that my job produces.... but, I am not liking my job very much at the moment.

Right now, what really appeals to me is Vacation! My sister is off to the Island for a week - I wish I could be there too. Instead, I'm heading the opposite direction on Sunday - no beach on my horizon. Just miles of plain and accounts to renew. Hopefully, I can get it all done in a couple of days.
Sometimes, I think staying at my job is going to come down to a decision of what I think is more important: my sanity, or this organization's survival. Am I thinking too highly of myself? I hope so! I hope I can just take off on the road back to sanity, and this place will carry on as if I'd never left. That'd be a miracle - and God knows, we believe they happen....
That reminds me of a line in a Brian Adams song:
Just because I don't believe in miracles doesn't mean they don't come true...

That could get me going on a really deep thought process.... but, I'm too tired to really let that train of thought go on.

I think I'll go down to my car, and listen to said song, and take a nap.

Cheers

Chaching!!??

This article is from AdvantEdge Magazine:

Perceptions of Success

A cruise ship docked in a tiny Mexican village. While at port, an American tourist complimented a Mexican fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took him to catch them.
“Not very long,” answered the mexican.
“But, then why didn’t you stay out longer and catch more?” asked the American
The Mexican explaned that his small catch was sufficient to meet his needs and those of his family.
The American asked, “But what do you do with the rest of your time?”
“I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, and take a siesta with my wife. In the evenings, I go into the village to see my friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar and sing a few songs... I have a full life.”
The American interrupted, “I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat. With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers. Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can negotiate directly with the processing plants and mabye even open your own plant. You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City, Los Angeles or even New York City! From there you can direct your huge enterprise.”
“How long would that take?” asked the Mexican.
“Twenty, perhaps 25 years,” replied the American.
“And after that?”
“Afterwards? That’s when it gets really interesting,” answered the American, laughing. “When your business gets really big, you can start selling stocks and make millions!”
“Millions? Really? And after that?”
“After that you’ll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a siesta, and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends.”

“What’s money? A man is a success if he gets up in the morning and goes to bed at night and in between does what he wants to do.” - Bob Dylan

This is a wonderful little story that was submitted to AdvantEdge anonymously. One could infer several things from this story. Some might see it as a justification to just accept one’s life as is because wealth, success and achievement don’t really create happiness. However, I see it differetly. I think it illustrates that seeking wealth or success just for the purpose of wealth or success is fruitless, becaues the achievement will not contribute to your happiness. Before setting out to achieve a goal, make sure that the goal is one that will truly add to your happiness. As for the fisherman in the story, he already had the happiness he desired, and, therefore, spending more time in that place was the best use of his time.



I love the last comment from this article. Is it wrong that our culture lives in luxury while other countries have to 'get by' with so much less? I'm not so sure. Yes, those who have more have a responsibilty to help those who have less...
But, what I do believe Western culture struggles with - along with any other culture - is the need to be like everyone else. And, like many other culturespropagandanundated with so much propaganda telling us what 'everyone else' is like.
Will we feel better because we have as much or more than our neighbor? I'm not so sure... But, one thing is for sure - we don't want to be alone.

Friends, don't let your neighbors, parents, friends or spouses tell you what's going to make you happy. There is a Voice within us all that is telling us what we were made for.

I believe with all my heart that we're called to prosperity; however, I will not be one to stand there and tell the Mexican that he's not prosperous.... it's an obvious fact that he is!

Follow your dreams - not your neighbors.

If I Had My Life to Live Over

If I had my life to live over, I'd dare to
make more mistakes next time. I'd relax.
I would limber up. I would be sillier than
I have been on this trip. I would take fewer
things seriously. I would take more
chances. I would climb more mountains
and swim more rivers. I would eat more
ice cream and less beans. I would perhaps
have more actual troubles, but I'd have
fewer imaginary ones.

By Nadine Stair