“We’ve got time.”
These are the magical words my boyfriend said to me this morning just before I hopped on the back of his 4-wheeler. We took off and spent 20 lovely minutes riding around the dirt roads behind my house — laughing with the wind blowing in my face, leaning into the curves, going down the hills at top speed, and making one of my favorite memories ever.
Sounds amazing right? Well, that isn’t the way the day was supposed to go. My sweetie surprise texted me around 10:15 a.m. while I was in my pajamas on the toilet, “I’ll be there in 5 minutes to fix the leak in your pipe.”
My digestive system and I had been trying to work things out all morning. I went to bed last night with a list of chores to get done including clean the house before my dad comes to visit, pay my bills, work in the garden before the first frost of the year, and a list of other small duties. Sadly, even my “productive day” plan was shot when I woke up on Heavy Period Day.
I’d gone to my cupboard first thing in the morning for my IB Profin, only to realize that my stepmom must have mistaken it for hers and taken it when she visited earlier in the week. I’d glimpsed myself in the mirror two or three times only to look away as quickly as possible from my matted, unbrushed hair and pasty-pale face. I was in pain and I was a wreck.
It’s amazing what you can accomplish when you have incentive. In 5 minutes I was completely presentable — dressed, teeth brushed, face washed, walking onto the driveway like I’d been ready all morning.
My sweetie met me on the driveway on the 4-wheeler (we live in the country. You can get away with driving 3 miles to your neighbor on a 4-wheeler). He looked at me, looked at the 4-wheeler, tossed his tools on the ground and said, “Hop on. We’ve got time.” It was the most romantic-sexy-awesome thing ever.
I hopped on the back of the 4-wheeler and all my pain and discomfort disappeared. We rode around for 20 minutes and the smile didn’t leave my face the whole time. It was magical. It was unplanned. It was spontaneous. And guess what? It didn’t interrupt our day at all.
When we got back from our ride we fixed the pipe in the basement, and our day continued as before, except with a little more brightness.
Oftentimes we feel like we’re wasting time if we aren’t being productive. We feel ashamed if we take a little time away from our chores. I would like to propose that it’s the opposite. I propose that you take more time off. I propose that you allow for more spontaneous moments, that you look for opportunities to step out of our routines. I propose that you transform your day, and your life, 20 minutes at a time.
I propose that you throw your tools aside and say, “We’ve got time.”
Because these are the moments that generate vitality in your day-to-day life. These are the moments that will become the cherished memories you share with your kids and grandkids. These are the joyful moments that make life worth living.
“There are times when thinking about something is the worst possible policy.” ― John Christopher (Tweet it!)
Have you had a similar experience? Do you have a special memory to share? Please tell us in the comments. I guarantee your story will inspire someone.
*Photo Credit: Cow dog and 4 wheeler by lorenkerns, flickr