#8 — Decisions, Decisions, Decisions
A dear family member of mine shared this inspirational quote with me:
“I can’t decide if I need a hug, an XL coffee, 6 shots of vodka, or two weeks of sleep.”
I would like to take the next few minutes and explicate this thought-provoking quagmire.
A) Hug: Now this one seems pretty simple, right? Wrong. Pre-March 2020, I would hug pretty much anyone. I’m a hugger. Old friends? Family? Co-workers I haven’t seen since the last meeting? Yep. If I know you are comfortable with a hug, you are getting one. And yet, here we are, and hugs have changed in our country. No matter how you feel personally about COVID-19 and vaccine effectiveness, our entire psyche has been altered . . . and may stay that way forever. Even I pay closer attention to hand sanitizer and thorough handwashing. Too, I think of small actions like opening door knobs, touching shopping carts, and moving my hand to my face and neighboring orifices. Hopefully, this virus has taught us to be self-aware and attentive to these things and not let them pass with time. I’ve talked with some people who say they plan to continue wearing masks, even when not required, because by doing so over the past 1.5 years, they have avoided other annual nuisances they would have contracted. My thoughts on the need for hugging? I like to give hugs more than I do receive them. I’ll need someone smarter than I am to explain why. For me, I’d say this one is dependent upon who gives the hug. My wife or daughter, in the appropriate scenario, and I’m a sucker.
B) XL Coffee: My peak coffee time was 5–10 years ago. Flashback: As a child, my grandmother lived with us (more on her in a previous blog entry). If she had to create a presentation on “life’s fundamentals,” it would have included five pictures: her family, a shotgun, a cigarette, beads for making rings and necklaces, and a bag of 8 O’ Clock coffee. There was always a pot of this bean water in the carafe. Always. And so, at a young age, I acquired a propensity for this liquid gold. Though I enjoyed it, I didn’t drink much of it until I began my first “big boy” job. I actually stated in the job interview that, so long as I could have coffee, I would do anything they asked. It’s worked out so far, but recently I removed the machine. I was drinking too much. I would develop the caffeine jitters a few hours into the day, and I realized it was time to ditch the habit. Luckily, since I am not a coffee connoisseur, I can’t tell the difference in caffeinated (regular) and decaf (unleaded), so I made the switch. So, would I choose an XL coffee? Probably not. It wouldn’t give me the “pick me up” it used to and would just lead to a throbbing headache and fast heartbeat. With that being said, I haven’t gone cold turkey. My wife introduced me to some snazzy iced coffee with almond milk (cold brew something or other . . . I don’t know all the names), and I fancy one of those on occasion, with an extra shot of espresso. I know — I’m a complicated cat.
C) 6 Shots of Vodka: For many a year, sure, this would have been the choice. Like many others, I’ve “been there and done that.” And who knows, maybe for a celebration at the proper scenario, I would do it again, but I doubt it. Too many responsibilities in life now. People change, eh? Priorities certainly change. I’m at that point in life where a cold beer will do just fine. Or two.
D) Two Weeks of Sleep: I have an odd sleep schedule. This blog will post somewhere around 1:30 AM. See? For the people close to me, it seems I sleep little, but I actually get a fair amount of winks. It’s normal for me to see 1–2 AM to 6–7 AM. Here’s the thing though — remember that entry about naps? I believe in them, most assuredly. If I have the opportunity, I’m penciling in a good hour or two in the afternoon. I make a lot of work happen at night while everyone else is asleep. I like the peace and serenity and find it to be my most productive time (along with after breakfast). So, two weeks of sleep? I don’t know, maybe if I could couple it with the six shots of vodka?
What’s the point in all this? As you have seen, I didn’t pick an option. Oftentimes, inspirational quotes are meant to be a call to action, to lift us up and give us the boost of optimism needed to carry onward, carry forward, and prosper. I guess this time if just made me think. That works, too. Regardless, find your zen. For me, I’ll tell you what I want at the moment before I go:
See that log cabin? Picture me (and you, if you’d like to join), sitting in a rocking chair on that porch. With my feet propped on a stool, I’ll have a coffee in the morning while listening to the birds. Later, I’ll read a good book while listening to the stream. Then, as dusk occurs, I’ll listen for owls and other nocturnal friends while having that adult beverage and fellowshipping. That’ll lead to a hug. As we all stretch and grow weary, I’ll head in and grab that golden slumber.
Until next time,