Leave it to the uncluttered minds of my kids to get me thinking. We have this whiteboard on our wall as you enter our house from the garage and it is fair game for a “posting” of any sort. It’s kind of like a poor man’s Facebook status update.
So, one of my kids posts “Only 12 More Days of School” on it the other day. And then they subsequently updated it each day with a reduction in the days (we’re now down to 10). I don’t think there is anything that odd with that but what got me thinking was what did we do before Facebook and Twitter to let the world know what we’re thinking? I mean if it’s in my brain it should theoretically be told to the rest of the world. Right? What was the first thing that came into my mind when I read their “post” on our whiteboard? How many more days until retirement. I figure I’ve got about 10 more years in me if all goes well. Well, I accidentally multiply 365 x 10 and come up with 36,500 in my head. (That MBA really paid off.) I put a status “post” of my own on our whiteboard with this number up in the corner saying “Only 36,500 More Days of Work”.
I bet I walked around depressed for at least a day or two. But then a miracle happened. My mathematically savvy wife (no MBA required) fixes my “post” and puts 3,650. It was like someone had shaved, I don’t know, 5 or 6 years off my working tenure. And THEN she makes it even better! She says even that number isn’t right. You need to subtract weekends and holidays. So really it’s like 2,400 days remaining. I wanted to buy her a new dress or something I was so happy. She knew she had made my day! So what do I buy her? Romantic me buys her a juicer instead. (Her choice.)
Why a juicer? Because we are suckers for those Netflix documentaries that tell us how our current eating habits are going to kill us all and we should really just be posting things on our whiteboards like “Only 1,000 Days Left of Life Because of the Processed Pepper Jack Cheez-Its I Just Ate” or “Only 1,000 Days Left Because the fat Australian Guy in Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead Says So”.
That juicer has been sitting on our kitchen table in its orginal packaging, unopened for at least two weeks. It’s like it is evil or something. You have to give it room when you walk by and not get too close. We kind of look at it once in a while or maybe talk about how “next week” we’re going to juice. It does feel good to know that pretty soon we’ll actually open that thing and add those days back to our “post”. The ironic thing is we may get days back on our lives, but we’ll have to keep working longer to pay for what one neighbor says takes like $100 worth of strawberries to fill a glass and make a juice shake out of one of these things. That may actually be ok if I can lose about one bowling ball ahead of this year’s marathon. (They use 16 lb bowling balls as the analogy for weight lost in the film; the trucker guy in the film lost like 10 of ’em. How hard can one little bowling ball be? Time to head to Costco and load up on the strawberry bins!)
Running Update: If I do end up kicking the bucket early, I want heaven to be a bit like Nashville. Every where we turned there were unbelievable bands, open air bars and lots of fun to be had. I’ve never been anywhere like it to be honest. I suppose you need to like country music but truly they played a bit of everything and played everything about as good as you can play it. We’re already talking about next year’s Nashville Country Music Marathon/Half-Marathon and several of us have already ordered our curled edge straw cowboy hats with puka-beads to get ready. We all did the half not the full marathon which was a wise choice given the heat, the hills and the too much fun. None of us did too bad actually all things considered (including a 1:39:00 run by Ironman; hint: that’s not me)! It is a great race with 30,000+ runners and several celebrities including Sheryl Crow. The only negative is the hills. But other than that, perfect.
Whiteboard post “Only 35 Months and 26.2 Miles to go…”
C’mon! Break open that juicer! You had me all jealous that you had one and I didn’t. I wanted to know how your 10 day juice fast worked but you haven’t even started (lol)!
My juicer burned out from so much use!! I really miss it!! Open the Damn thing already! 🙂
A little tip … don’t count days! They will fly by much faster. I should know. Soon I will have been around 28,835 days … how lucky is that? Love, Mom