While digging in my scattered "files" for maps and support material for my "under construction" Road Trip Thread I more or less tripped over this little essay. I have no idea where it came from, who wrote it (it wasn't me) or how old it is. But it may bring a smile to your face...it did to mine.
A philosophy professor stood before his class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly he picked up a large empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks about two inches in diameter.
He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks. Then he asked his students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
The students laughed.
The professor picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. "Now", said the professor, "I want you to recognize that this is your life. The rocks are important things--your family, your partner, your health, your children--things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.
"the pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else. The small stuff. If you put the sand into the jar first there is no room for the pebbles or the rocks. The same goes for your life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out dancing. There will always be time to work, clean the house, give a dinner party and fix the disposal. Take care of the rocks first--the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.
But then...a student took the jar that the the other students and the professor agreed was full, and proceeded to pour in a glass of beer. Of course the beer filled the remaining spaces within the jar, making the jar truly full.
The moral of this tale is this: No matter how full your life is, there is always room for BEER!
Yikes! This is the first time I've done any real typing since the eye surgery that I'm still recovering from. Difficlult it is, as Master Yoda would say. Y'all might want to give me a bit of slack on getting my Road Trip Thread up.
Hope you've enjoyed this small bit of wisdom in the meantime....