It’s The Simple Things
Now that the holiday season is behind us, I’d like to talk about something that has been my lifelong philosophy. I’m talking about appreciating the simple things in life. When I say simple things, I’m not talking about dumb strippers or Adam Sandler movies. I’m talking about the little things in life that give you pleasure, which, coincidentally, was the line I used on my prom night.
Recently, I purchased a new recliner after retiring my old one, which had bravely served five long years of hard relaxation, under my command. I may or may not have had a small retirement ceremony for said recliner, but that’s neither here nor there. The new chair is one of those simple pleasures in life. From the first time I placed it in living room to the first planting of my butt in that seat, it has been sheer bliss, ever since… This is what I imagine having a child and watching him/her grow and develop must be like. The breaking in process is long and arduous, but in the end, the result is unmitigated joy as I shape it into the perfect place to plant myself for hours of non-activity. It’s great, because it’s simple.
There are so many simple, little things that can give you joy, if you just let them. When I go on vacation, it’s always somewhere by the water where I can enjoy the simple pleasures of nature. Granted, I enjoy those pleasures while I imbibe with a nice alcoholic beverage or ten, which are also brought to us by nature. I see so many people go on vacation and come back more exhausted than they have been if they had just worked for a week. Sure you can go around and see the sights and do all sorts of touristy things, but at some point you need to just relax and unwind from the hustle and bustle of daily life. The simple things are what provide the unwinding.
Obviously, I don’t subscribe to the adrenaline junkie way of life. I have no desire to jump out of a perfectly functioning airplane, no desire scale the face of a giant rock that even Wile E. Coyote wouldn’t give a go and no need to attach myself to a bridge and hurdle myself towards the earth, with an oversized bungee cord(attached by a sandal wearing, Hawaiian shirt sporting guy, who uses the word “dude” as his first language) as the only thing between me and certain death. Adrenaline rushes for me are watching horror movies where other people are in danger, drinking way too much coffee with a pretty girl(whether she knows I’m there or not) and almost falling in the shower. All of those things get my blood pumping. Everyone needs excitement now and then, but there’s nothing wrong with loving the simple things in between your brushes with death.
The smell of fresh cut grass, a glass of wine by a roaring fireplace, a nice home cooked meal, a good book, a visit with someone special, a new pillow, a cold beer on a hot day, a sunrise or a sunset, etc. are all things that can bring joy to your life, without the unnecessary effort of physical activity. The simple things are all around us, all you have to do is look. Guys, sit in your chair, have a beer and think about all of the chores you’re going to do next weekend. Ladies, take a nice, hot bath, have some wine and think about how you’re going to nag said guy into doing those chores. If you’re single, do the same things, but skip the thinking part. You can’t get any more simple than that.
About: Ted Snyder
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