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It Keeps Coming Back

Have you ever had it where you can’t get that song out of your head? You heard it that one time and then there it sat, just the few lines you remember, on repeat, all day. At first it was catchy and you really liked it but now you are frustrated you can’t stop it. Then one morning it is gone and you don’t even realize it, until some one comes along and mentions the song or says something that reminds you of the song. Then there you are back to where you started. Just a few lines, on repeat, all day. This has been happening to me lately but it is with a question that I heard recently rather than a song. I think about it all day, sometimes for multiple days in a row, and then one morning it is gone. Then someone comes up and asks me a question which triggers a thought process that leads me back to that same damn question again. Then I’m stuck again, thinking about that one question over and over. This has been my last two to three months. I keep coming back to one question no matter where I start. It could start many different ways.

  • Where are you off to next?
  • When are you leaving us next and for how long?
  • Why are we/am I here?
  • What do I want to do for the rest of my life?
  • What are my goals in life?
  • Am I where I should be?
  • Where am I going?
  • What do I truly love to do?

All of these questions lead me back to the one main question that is eating up the hours of my sleep at night. Some of you are probably thinking “Just tell me the damn question!” Others may be thinking “If you would just answer this stupid question then you wouldn’t have to think about it anymore.” To those of you with the first statement, I will tell you shortly. To those of you with the second statement I say, easier said than done (the rest of this post will prove that to you).

The first time I heard this question was when I clicked on a Facebook article which took me to a blog with a video imbedded in it. This is the video.

There are a few questions and thought provoking statements in this video but the one that really stuck with me is….

Drum-roll Please………

“What would you like to do if money were no object?”

The first time I heard that my brain did a backflip it got so excited! Then it was flooded with thoughts and ideas and I’m pretty sure I had a nap shortly after because my brain was so overloaded. There are SO MANY things I would do if money was no object. If I could just go and do the things I love to do and not have to worry about money……the list is endless!

  • Traveling
  • Working out
  • Helping others reach their goals and dreams
  • Playing sports
  • Eventually getting a house and having a gym and mini library in it.
  • Build/design that house myself
  • Live in the middle of nowhere
  • Hike every day
  • Go back to school

Those are just the broad categories to which my brain goes to fish out different ideas, story lines, possibilities, opportunities, directions, and plans. Each having multiple different streams to follow and directions to go. For example: Traveling may take me to Europe for a year or two. It could take me back to Oz or New Zealand for a year or two. I might just go explore British Columbia here in Canada for a week or a few months, by myself or with a tour group. And any of those places might be the final resting spot for my house and eventually a family. From there the other categories look very different depending on the rout my traveling takes. If I go to Europe would I work for the whole time, would I travel first then pick a spot to work, or would I work for a bit and then travel? If I went to Oz, because I already wasted my work/holiday visa, would I get someone to sponsor me to work there, or would I try to get into University to learn about psychology and/or creative writing? Again these are just a few examples of how that one questions has woven itself into a very complicated and criss-crossed web.

Now that you know the question and how my brain tries to go about finding an answer, lets talk about it a bit (for those of you who watched the whole video you will have maybe picked up on some of this already, but for those of you who skipped that part I’ll recap a bit for you). “What would you like to do if money were no object?” You may be saying “But that is what money is, an object.” Okay sure, thinking outside the box for a bit here though, if you didn’t have to worry about money then what would you do? If you knew that no matter what you chose to do, the money would work out in the end. What would you do? Would you travel more? Would you finally get your dream job rather than the one you hate to work at now? Would you move to that city you visited and loved when you were 21? “What would you like to do if money were no object?”

For such a simple looking question it can take up a lot of time and energy. TRUST ME! Now, taking up time and energy isn’t always viewed as a good thing but I think in this case it is. It has lead me to dream, understand myself better, and explore ideas I never thought about before. There are two parts of the video really make this central question resonate with me.

Part 1: If you focus on getting the money you will end up doing things you don’t like doing so you can go on living, doing the things you don’t like doing, which is STUPID! I especially like how he says “which is stupid” at the end.

Part 2: “Better to have a short life that is full of what you like doing, than a long life spent in a miserable way.”

Part one is a play off of something I have never understood. Why do we work so hard just so we can buy things to impress people we usually don’t even like? I would way rather have someone like me because I am true to who I am and love what I do, than have someone like me because I have fancy boat. What happens if I don’t have that boat anymore? Or if the neighbour gets a nicer boat? People can always have nicer things than you do, or take your things away from you. People can not take you away from you. People can not take away that passion you have for travelling, sports, art, or music. I would argue that those passions and things you love could more part of you than your own hand is. Your hand can be taken from you, but your passion can not.

Part two is something I have lived my life by since the start of my university career. Half a semester in to Engineering I hated it. And even though people had told me I would be great at it, I would like it, I would make a ton of money at it. I knew I had to make a change. I wasn’t enjoying anything to do with engineering, I hated classes, I hated my profs, I hated the idea that I would probably end up behind a desk looking at dials and numbers ( I know there is more to it than that, but you get my point, I didn’t like it). The only thing that was “good” was the money at the end, and I hated that. I couldn’t handle seeing myself with lots of money but hating my job, and ultimately my life, every day. The money I may have got wasn’t worth it. So I switched to Kinesiology to become a Personal Trainer. And I loved it. Classes were actually enjoyable, I actually wanted to learn about it, it was sporty and my life has always revolved around sports, it was a great fit. The only downside was, I wouldn’t make very much money in this industry (at least that was what I was told and what was generally accepted). But I didn’t care. I knew that if I loved my job and my area of work that I would want to learn as much about it as possible and that would make me a great trainer. I also knew that if I loved my job it would show and that people would gravitate towards that. I never really worried about the money because I knew that If I loved my job I would work hard at it and that would get me opportunities and then the money would kind of just…….work. I won’t lie, there were some pretty tight times and there is bound to be some more ahead of me as well, but I know that if I continue to work and enjoy what I do then it will work out. Or I will find a way to make it work because I have the drive and passion and I won’t give up on it.

So, here I am again back at that same damn question. “What would you like to do if money were no object?” I still don’t have an answer, and I don’t know if I ever will. I’m thinking it might even change over time, I don’t know. All I do know is that I have general ideas as to what I think I want my life to look like. What I think I need to have in my life so that I could wake up every day and be happy. Happy to go to work. Happy to be with the people I am with. Happy to be alive. Happy to have possibilities and opportunities. Excited about what every day could have in store for me. I don’t know exactly what all that is but I am going to try my best to line up the things that I think will get me as close to that kind of happy as I possibly can get. Hopefully one day I can tell you all exactly what I would like to do and what makes me happy.

Until then, Stay Positive, Be Better, and Go Get It!


Enjoy the Little Things: Airport Edition

I have spent a bit of time in airports in the last year and a half and I actually kind of enjoy it. There are so many different people, different reactions to things, different ways of doing things, and lots of time to sit and watch it all happen.

I like to people watch in airports. Today’s people watching was mainly spent in the food area. Some people make ordering food more painful than my appendix attack I had. I would honestly rather have my appendix attack than order food the way some people do, for the rest of my life. They make it so hard. It is an airport restaurant not a gourmet restaurant with every ingredient you can think of. Just make it easy on yourself, and the staff that deal with literally thousands of people every day, and order something off the menu. Do not ask for a chicken deli sandwich but ask for the chicken to be beef, or turkey. If you want turkey on your sandwich get the one on the menu that has turkey on it. If you think they are charging you a couple dollars more than they should, okay maybe ask them once. But do not proceed to tell them how to calculate tax on your meal or how much the items you are buying cost and how to add them up. Also if you get your wrap and it has BBQ sauce on it instead of ranch, unless you are highly allergic to BBQ sauce, just eat the damn thing. Trust me it will not kill you. Some people just make their own life difficult by being the difficulty.

Aside from watching people interact with airport staff of various job descriptions I also like to sit back, relax, and listen. Listen for the different accents and languages. If it’s anything aside from English all I will be able to tell you is “that’s not English”. And even if it is English you still might sneak it by me. None the less, it is a lot of fun listening to accents and different languages. No, I do not listen to the conversation and WHAT they are saying. I’m just listening to HOW they say it.

I also find that time spent in the airport is a great time to walk around and/or get some reading done. I look forward to getting through the customs check so I can sit and relax, even if it is for a whole two hours. I would way rather have “too long” a layover than have to run from plane to plane. There are not many times in my life I get to just sit and read and not worry about where I have to be or what I should be doing. I’m in an airport, at my gate, waiting for them to call my section. What else am I going to do but read or maybe go for a little walk?

I find airports oddly relaxing. Some people are stressed about all sorts of crazy things that, yeah sure, could happen. I try to focus on the good stuff. I’m sitting. I have a book. I’m going somewhere different. I made it through customs without too much of an issue. There are pretty ladies walking around. I just got some M&M’s. It may be little things that don’t really mean much but they are still good things. A good thing is a good thing, no matter its size.

So Stay Positive, Be Better, Go Get It, and read (my blog about my trip to LA) in the airport next time.