Inside the glove compartment of our van I saw this watch still in its box today. There's nothing magical about it, I assure you. It was one of my Christmas gifts from Tim. It has not been worn because it needs to be re-sized...maybe a couple of links less. After Christmas I had planned to bring it to a jeweler, unfortunately, the place was closed. So I decided to bring it with me the next time I went to Folsom. Before I could go to Folsom, I saw another jeweler's place at the Town Center in El Dorado Hills which made me wished that I had it with me. When I came home, I was determined to have the watch with me whenever I'd be out anywhere... so I placed it in the glove compartment of the van. At least when I am in the right place, I can just grab it and voila! Well, that was my plan. It turned out that by putting it there, I forgot all about it. I was only reminded about it last night when I was opening my birthday present. It's been a month ago...
Somehow, the watch in the glove compartment represents the way I am handling my personal goals. To admit this is self-deprecating but the truth can't be hidden. Beautiful and noble objectives come to my mind but I don't put enough determination and effort to accomplish them. I act as if they can be accomplished while doing the other everyday things such as bringing kids to their music lessons or shopping. Each goal deserves a dedicated time and focus from me. With every objective, there is a corresponding course of action that leads to its materialization. At the end of the day, I look at my failure and infer that things didn't happen as they should have. This is way too passive.
This is the last week of January. My time (or time-piece) is running out. Soon it will be Valentine's Day again. Do I have goals for this month? Do I have goals for the year? Do I have goals for this decade? If I am now fifty-two, I'll be sixty-two in ten years. What do I want myself to have done when that time comes?
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