It’s a clean calendar, ready to be filled in with new adventures and new accomplishments. It’s only natural to want to fill it with things that are better than before.
A year full of new high water marks. Of personal bests.
It’s a well-known fact that in January the gym gets very crowded. All the people who set their sights on getting in shape for the New Year. But partway through February, everything dies down.
People stop going. They stop choosing that goal.
I’m not sure when it became popular, but it certainly wasn’t a thing when I was a kid. I hear it everywhere now though. “He’s making bad choices.”
My daughter got it in kindergarten. “You need to think about making a different choice.”
It’s a softened way of saying: “Do the right thing. Don’t do the wrong thing.”
Everything we have in life is the result of our choices.
Of course, when I was a kid, it didn’t feel like I had a lot of choices. I was given a very few options.
By the time I became an adult and had the opportunity to set up my own bouquet of choices, I learned very quickly a few principles of choices. At the time, I called it freedom.
In any circumstance, what choice, what course of action would give me the most possibilities?
Time and money were huge freedom maximizers. So in almost every choice I had, I would choose to keep my money rather than spend it. I had some VERY inexpensive apartments.
And time. If I let time run out it could lead to a situation where I HAD to choose something or lose something even bigger. And I never wanted to be out of options.
That made me very very very aware of the clock. It was the gatekeeper for choices.
I always wanted time and me to be on the same side.
Which means I have to stay ahead of the clock, because time doesn’t wait for me.
But I was hungry for all the choices I could get.
I’m not as hungry as I used to be. Now I have to use habits to keep up my pace.
But habits can degrade and they can even go bad on you.
Then it comes back to choices. New choices, or choosing old things anew.
Then the choices, if repeated become the new habit.
If the habits stick, then life changes.