Life in the Fast Lane

I drive down the freeway in the "slow" lane, catch myself going about 45 miles an hour behind some idiot who is talking on the phone and realize I'm making that choice to drive behind him. Please--No one else is on the road, so why do I get mad at him? Eventually I make my way to the fast lane and am much happier going speeds better for freeway driving. If it is a cool enough day I can even do this speedy driving with my sunroof open, radio blasting, hat on (so my head doesn't get sunburned), and freshly spread sunscreen on my arms. Now that's the life!

The fast lane has always been enjoyable for me, but lately I've noticed that I drive slower than usual and tend to stay in the slow lane. When a new freeway was built with the max speed of 55 mph I chose to take the slower freeway. What is wrong with me? I must be getting old. Come to think of it those Sunday drives are sounding better and better. In fact, when I think about driving I now get excited to drive 55 instead of 65.

I've noticed this about life too. Where I used to be all about going fast and accomplishing a lot, I now am much happier to putz around doing just about nothing. Well--okay--that's probably an accurate winter description of how I handle life. Really-snow, cold, and no sun make putzing one of my favorite past times. Of course you can't really putz unless you go to bed early or sleep in late. So-in the winter it is early to bed and putzing during the day.

Spring, summer, and fall are much more like being in the fast lane. In fact I've been walking close to five miles per day, then I find some project to work on. Today I walked, got a blister, put a bandaid on my blister while I felt sorry for myself, did laundry, went to Home Depot, made a shelf to put a planter on, went back to Home Depot to find something to hook it on to my fence with so the cat's don't do their business in my strawberries, picked up Austin from his friends house, made dinner, picked up medicine from Walgreens, helped Austin with homework, signed him up for lacrosse camp this summer, made an excel sheet of what I have spent on Austin this school year, surfed the web, and blogged. This kind of sounds like putzing, but it is more quick paced than winter putzing.

Anyway-I guess I need to remember that sometimes putzing is okay. Sometimes slowing down and taking time to enjoy life is a good thing. In fact, this summer I plan to do more putzing than normal. Sounds like fun--oh man, I am getting old.