I woke up this morning with a hangover, but that's not the reason why I was so exceptionally lazy and irresponsible. Sundays are always a wasted day for me. Usually I am dead tired, mostly cranky, and break dishes or my face whenever I try to do something. But at least I try to do things most Sundays. Not today. I didn't even make the effort. I have every night of the work week and a whole extra day off to get things done this week. Listen, the couch was comfortable and the sun was warm. The magic technologies of the wireless remote control, the water bottle, and the bedpan made it so that everything I needed for a fantastic day was within reach. And I really didn't need much. A remote to turn off that annoying tax settlement lawyer commercial. A water bottle full of Tang. And I totally made that bedpan part up. But it was a lovely day and there was good stuff on TV, so why question or mess with it. That's a simple pleasure of life.
Some people have lost the simple pleasures of life. Eating caviar off of expensive French crackers while cruising the Adriatic Sea in your giant yacht is all well and good but most people are going to end up lying on the couch and watching The Price is Right anyway. Driving your Hummer up to Park City, UT for a weekend skiing really just boils down to sipping hot chocolate with your friends, doesn't it? And it's all so expensive and time consuming. Just think about this: When you went with your buddy up to his $750,000 lake condo what did you end up doing every night? Sitting on a camp chair and toasting marshmallows around a fire. Yeah, glad you plunked down for that condo when I can do that at any of a million state parks.
Anyway Company, the point of the lesson is this. No matter what your means, it's the simple things in life that make life worth living. It's taking a nap on the couch while the Detroit Lions complete their 0-16 season on TV. It's tasting marshmallows with your buds on a starry night. It's getting your spaghetti sauce perfectly seasoned. It's watching your daughter giggle uncontrollably while she throws thousands of those little packing peanuts up in the air. Oh oh, or while we are on the subject of packing materials what about popping the bubbles on bubble wrap? Oh man, that's great. See what I mean?
So take my advice. Waste a day. Spend it running through a sprinkler. Snooze on a hammock. Build a snow fort with the neighbor kid. Watch all three movies in the Major League trilogy, whatever. Just take a day and waste it on the simple pleasures in life. Those dishes will wait. Those bills won't go in the mail until Tuesday anyway. Take the little moment in life and make it yours. You will be better off for it.