MARCHING TO MY OWN TUNE

I detest being told what to do and when to do it (I was obliged to comply when I was working and suffered it).

My rebellious self has reached the stage in life when I’ve said “ ’Self’ you need to stand up for yourself and do what you want to do when you want to do it!”

And so I do! Often I’m asked to do things and I’m happy to comply as long as it doesn’t conflict with what ‘Self’ had planned. ‘Self’ often just wants to do ‘nothing’ and enjoy a life of ease without pressure.

Gone are the days when ‘list of jobs’ are acceptable (unless written by ‘Self’).

And often ‘Self’ becomes grumpy when ‘Other Half’ wants to impose her priorities that conflict with ‘Self’s’.

“Life was not meant to be easy” some blasé politician who often espoused our heading towards becoming a ‘banana republic’.

And so it is, and so it shall always be when you want to ‘do your own thing’.

Life is short (or long depending on how you measure it), but whatever, it is finite and we have what we have however long it may be. It’s up to us to make the most of it the best way we can. Some of it will be happy and some of it will be sad. Most of it hopefully will be somewhere in the middle – and for me so far it has been and I count myself blessed.

I’m pretty sure I’ve got less time to live than I have lived so far, so I’ll go on with the outlook of ‘I’m here for a good time – not a long time!’ and organise myself accordingly – doing what I enjoy and include others I enjoy doing it with.

I embrace being positive, and look for other positive people to be around. I avoid negative people or hold them at arm’s length so as not to be impacted by their negativity.

You may not hear the beat of my drum, but you may be sure that I can, and I’m marching to it!