This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. Persons are obsessed with time. Time to get up, time to go to work, time for lunch break, time for a doctor appointment…time, time time.
For Girl Person, when she wakes up and shakes off that Depression Monster in the morning, she gets that mud in a cup she calls coffee. And we know the clock is ticking. Towards 10:00 a.m.
Have you ever wished that time would stand still? Sometimes we do. You see, Girl Person gets her happy on after the mud and then we see the happy Girl Person, the Girl Person with so much energy and optimism. Almost as much as Digby Pancake.
She hikes with us, makes us breakfast, works and whistles while she is doing it. Oh, what a lady she is until 10:00 a.m.
But at 10:01 a.m. it is like she turns into an expired coupon at a grocery store with a too diligent cashier. The wheels stop turning, she starts getting slower and her happy starts to turn into a work mode, get things done kinda thing. She remembers the time and that there isn’t enough of it for the day and she starts to panic. And I have about had it with this. I am calling her out. Girl Person. Is. Arrested. I said it.
Why am I arresting Girl Person? Sooner or later, every clock goes to 10:01 a.m. And sooner or later, she is going to have to realize that time may march on. But we have to make the most of every minute. Making the most of every minute though does not mean rushing or trying to get more done than you can. Because guess what? No one can ever get everything done they want to. News flash. It doesn’t matter.
On Mondays especially, it may seem like the world is on your shoulders. But only carry what you can. And remember that good feeling you had after that mud, after that hike or after a good nap. You deserve to be happy. No matter what the time is.
-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle
I used to be like a hampster on a wheel….getting it all done. Then more. Then more……and I recently retired. NOw? I see who I was……and I want to tell everyone……you rush so fast because you think it matters….that you will be less than perfect……but guess what? It doesn’t matter at all……..and you are
Perfect…..and always have been. Now sit…and stare a while. IT feels so good.
Love to you all……and monster? We’re done with you. Go!
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