“F—ing sharing economy,” I thought to myself as I turned the ignition key to the Zipcar a fourth time without any luck. I was supposed to be on my way to a meeting with someone whose time is more valuable than mine. An early start to a very consequential day at work. But now I was late.
Recreational flexibility. Having a Class B RV like Roxanne means we can get up and go fast, sleep almost anywhere when we’re tired, yet have the comforts of home along with us. Last weekend, we learned a little bit about the freedom not to travel.
Today’s the longest day of the year, the summer solstice. We’re about to hit the road. We kicked off the season a little early with an outdoor adventure and a mammoth rock concert too.
It was my first incomplete. The Capital City Half Marathon in Columbus, Ohio would be my 11th half, my second this year. But the clock stopped at 12.6 miles and would not resume. Biggest shocker? This was also one of my best races.
What if not every moment in life had a purpose? In fact, what if we set aside moments whose purpose was no purpose at all? In short, what if we created more white space around ourselves?
I took a sabbatical for the past few weeks. Not just from this blog, but from social media too. I’ve returned to tell the tale.
We’re back from the last part of our trip, and we finally figured out how to make the return journey part of the destination. Greetings from home at last!
To wait… seems like wasted time. Haste can be a life-saver, from our ancestors who fled from predators to today’s trauma surgeons who bring patients back from the brink. We can track the wait time to renew a driver’s license without leaving the house. And I’ve written before about how we fill those extra spaces in our lives.
Is there ever a benefit of acting without a sense of urgency? Where you wait first, and act later? You bet there is. Especially when you’re consuming media.
I said no to being awake earlier this week. I simply went to put my head down for a bit after doing the dinner dishes, and I woke up 11 hours later. It got me thinking about how minimalism applies to time.
Let’s get the obvious out of the way: you can’t read these words without an electronic device connected to the Internet. So there’s a point at which “Chasing Minimalism” (the blog) and “chasing minimalism” (the lifestyle) diverge. In the past few weeks, I’ve been exploring the intentional unplug. I’ve found that just a few minutes a day has made me a more mindful dad, husband and yes, employee.