It’s a cold cold world

To sit and type with cold hands is painful. To be inside a building with no windows for ventilation is painful. To have view of a beautiful day but be stuck inside a ventilation-less, cold building is painful.


Ah the fun of 9-5 work days.


It’s funny. When we’re young we can’t wait to go to school. When we’re in school we can’t to graduate. When we’re out of school we usually find a job before our “career job.” In that job, we can’t get wait to get to our 9-5 career job. And once we’re here…we realize that maybe it wasn’t all that we thought it would be.


No homework is great but I sure miss being able to walk outside during the day or go to the mall before 6pm. I don’t miss school. I just think it’s funny how we all rush to get here and then we sit here and complain about our jobs. It’s a sad sad world. Maybe our goals need to be bigger. Our purpose needs to be more than a career. To be happy, we need more.

It’s a cold cold world

To sit and type with cold hands is painful. To be inside a building with no windows for ventilation is painful. To have view of a beautiful day but be stuck inside a ventilation-less, cold building is painful.


Ah the fun of 9-5 work days.


It’s funny. When we’re young we can’t wait to go to school. When we’re in school we can’t to graduate. When we’re out of school we usually find a job before our “career job.” In that job, we can’t get wait to get to our 9-5 career job. And once we’re here…we realize that maybe it wasn’t all that we thought it would be.


No homework is great but I sure miss being able to walk outside during the day or go to the mall before 6pm. I don’t miss school. I just think it’s funny how we all rush to get here and then we sit here and complain about our jobs. It’s a sad sad world. Maybe our goals need to be bigger. Our purpose needs to be more than a career. To be happy, we need more.

First Snow

For the first time this month, the weather man was right – we got a snow storm!! There’s something so nice and fun about the first snow. It’s pretty, it’s cold, it’s different, it’s new….

I think that’s kind of how all things in life are. The first time you do something or see something, it’s amazing. Then every time after that it loses a bit of it’s magic. Sometimes if you take a break, the magic will re-appear. But sometimes, it just takes some effort to find the beauty in things again, whether it’s the 3rd time or the 500th time.

It amazes me how quickly things can go stale. Whether it’s a friendship or a talent. A personality trait or a relationship. If we don’t pay attention to things on purpose, and find the good and freshness daily, we may let the magic disappear and one day wake up wondering what we ever were thinking in the first place.

Looking for a “fresh” new years resolution? How about this. Try and keep the magic in life. I promise, it’ll be a goal worth reaching for.