As if trying to get a book published isn't a hard enough venture by itself, my husband and I are also both aggressively seeking employment in Central Florida. The job market and literary world both being what they are I feel all I have heard lately is No. No, nope, no thank you, don't call us we'll call you, nada, nuh-uh. I consider myself a reasonably optimistic person, but a non-stop stream of rejection is taxing and down right tough to take. It has led to a stressed out and irritable me.
In the middle of a particularly grouchy pity party I saw that a Facebook friend of mine had posted "Live everyday like it was your last" on her status. Immediately I scoffed at that. If it's my last day on Earth I'm not doing the laundry or dishes, I'm not writing out bills, basically responsibilities in general would completely go to the waste side. That's just not realistic in the real world. Then when the bug in my posterior eventually died I gave second thought to that saying. Sure, we all have responsibilities that have to be handled. Yet those shouldn't be the elements that steal all of our time and joy. Every single day we need to take some time to smell the roses. Doing so rekindles the enjoyment of living and reminds us what it is we are working so hard for.
This then turned into a challenge for myself. I have decided to keep a "Bliss" notebook. Everyday I am going to do something that makes me truly happy and I'm going to jot it down in my notebook. That way when the struggles of life weigh me down I can glance back at that and be rejuvenated by all the blissful blessings in my life. Today's entry? Blowing bubbles outside with my kids and preparing gifts for loved ones to celebrate their joyous new addition. Tomorrow's entry will be the pure joy of snuggling a newborn. What would your bliss be for today?