get a fat cat
Late afternoon last Tuesday, an unexpected phone call turned my work world upside down. I’m guessing you’ve experienced something similar. One minute, your course is crystalline clear; five minutes later, you’re peering at a shimmering haze of how did this happen and what’s ahead?
So, I did what I often do when I need to go mindless for a moment: I surfed the web for something to make me smile. I found it–and the first glimmers of a way forward–in the post accompanying the photo above. Side notes say the author is 11, and that his mother was simply happy/relieved to learn he did intend to complete college. I particularly liked his having made “getting a fat cat” a priority. Probably because I have a fat cat…chubby enough that Dr. Mark advised at her last checkup that she go on the “Catkins” high-protein diet.
But back to the list. It’s been ages since I scrawled eight new goals on a single page. After 60, I’ve found, most lists–mental or written–are focused simply on getting to and getting through. The others are of the bucket variety–lovely to consider and start checking off, but not the everyday work-clothes items that keep us moving come Monday morning.
So, I’ve set my first four going-forward goals in motion.
If you were to make your own eight-point list today, what would it include?
“It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent that survives. It is the one that is the most adaptable to change.” Charles Darwin
P.S. And if you could use a few more smiles, go here: cute-kid-note-of-the-day-tooth-fairy_n_1935936.html