“The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience.”
I chatted for a few minutes yesterday with my favorite YMCA wellness coach who monitors my workout activity. She mentioned to me that she had been talking to a mutual friend of ours who is fitness trainer and they discussed how unusual it is for someone my age to consistently show up every weekday morning to invest in their health. I told her I am pleased that I have been able to enhance my wellbeing through the results of my cardio and strength workouts and think of it as a gift I am giving myself and I am only sorry that I waited until so late in life.
As I was driving home after my workout I thought about what she said and it dawned on me that I have been living my life as if it was my job. While I may not get paid I do fulfill a variety of self-imposed duties just as if they were part of a job description. So I have decided to write a position description that I may even use to measure my progress through periodic job appraisals.
Senior Life Specialist
While there is probably room for improvement in a number of areas it is no wonder my life is so enjoyable. I am fortunate that my vocation has become the sustaining of the good life.
“What you have to decide... is how you want your life to be. If your forever was ending tomorrow, would this be how you'd want to have spent it? Listen, the truth is, nothing is guaranteed. You know that more than anybody. So don’t be afraid. Be alive.”
Three mischievous boys went to the zoo one day for an outing, since they had been at school all week. They decided to visit the elephant cage, but soon enough, they were picked up by a cop for causing a commotion. The officer hauled them off to security for questioning. The supervisor in charge asked them to give their names and tell what they were doing at the elephant cage.
The first boy innocently said, "My name is Gary, and I was just throwing peanuts into the elephant cage."
The second added, "My name is Larry, and all I was doing was throwing peanuts into the elephant cage."
The third boy was a little shaken up and said, "Well, my name is Peter, but my friends call me Peanuts."
"Hard work never killed anybody, but why take a chance?"
A group of bats is hanging around, upside down, as usual, mostly sleeping. Suddenly one notices that Charlie is on the floor, standing upright and looking around.
"Hey, Charlie," he calls out. "What are you doing down there?"
Charlie looks up and says, "Yoga!"
Q: HOW MANY ZEN BUDDHISTS DOES IT TAKE TO CHANGE A LIGHTBULB?
A: Three. One to change the lightbulb, one NOT to change the lightbulb, and one to neither change nor not change the lightbulb.
Several days ago as I left a meeting at our church, I desperately gave myself a personal TSA pat down. I was looking for my keys. They were not in my pockets. A quick search in the meeting room revealed nothing. Suddenly I realized, I must have left them in the car.
Frantically I headed for the parking lot. My wife, Nancy, has scolded me many times for leaving the keys in the ignition. My theory is the ignition is the best place not to lose them. Her theory is that the car will be stolen. As I burst through the doors of the church, I came to a
terrifying conclusion. Her theory was right. The parking lot was empty. I immediately called the police. I gave them my location, confessed that I had left my keys in the car, and that it had been stolen.
Then I made the most difficult call of all, "Honey," I stammered. I always call her "honey" in times like these. "I left my keys in the car, and it has been stolen."
There was a period of silence. I thought the call had been dropped, but then I heard Nancy's voice, "Ray," she barked, "I dropped you off!"
Now it was my time to be silent. Embarrassed, I said, "Well, come and get me."
Nancy retorted, "I will, as soon as I convince this policeman I have not stolen your car!"
How do you feel about women's rights? I like either side of them.
A woman was at home with her children when the telephone rang. In going to answer it, she tripped on a rug, grabbed for something to hold on to and seized the telephone table. It fell over with a crash, jarring the receiver off the hook.
As it fell, it hit the family dog, which leaped up, howling and barking. The woman's three-year-old son, startled by this noise, broke into loud screams. The woman mumbled some colorful words. She finally managed to pick up the receiver and lift it to her ear, just in time to hear her husband's voice on the other end say, "Nobody's said hello yet, but I'm positive I have the right number."
“In all of living, have much fun and laughter. Life is to be enjoyed, not just endured.”
Gordon B. Hinckley
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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