The other day I stopped at my favorite yarn shop. After purchasing a few skeins of yarn for projects that were skittering around in my brain I stopped at the counter up front to get a coffee drink to take with me. Behind the counter was a quiet young man wearing a top hat and stripped apron. He is the question man.
Regular or decaf, milk or soy, hot or iced, here or to go. I thought that was the about the extent of his questions. Then, while concocting my iced decaf latte with soy to-go he asked, "So, what have you done so far today that was fun?" Silence. Think, think. Then I told him that I had just played my accordion at the nursing home for my dad. Then I thought, did I really have fun, or was it simply on my Friday morning to-do list? What can I do to make sure that it's fun?
He seemed satisfied with my answer and we talked about the resurgence of the accordion, and I taught him the definition of perfect pitch. Perfect pitch is when you toss an accordion into a dumpster and it hits a banjo. Some people actually think that that's funny.
But he wasn't finished. Next he asked, "What do you have planned for later today that you're really excited about doing?" I didn't have an answer. I just never thought of planning my days with those questions in mind. What have I done that's been fun, and what's in my plan for the rest of the day that has me excited. It seems I've been coasting through my days guided by a to-do list. It seems that I'm sinking into the state of becoming a human doing instead of a human being. Silence. More silence.
How about if I start every day with those two questions. Maybe check up on my progress at lunch. I think I'll give it a shot. I'll let you know what happens.
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