One of the first “prescriptions” I got from a counselor about how to lower stress and increase happiness was to waste an hour every day.
My first response–can I see your qualifications again?
My second–okay, if you say so. Piece of cake.
Only it wasn’t. For someone like me, who never feels like she gets enough done, wasting an hour a day on purpose was excruciating.
Don’t get me wrong: I can waste an hour on accident like no one’s business. I’ve probably watched fifteen episodes of Disappeared in the last week alone.
But wasting time intentionally, meaningfully? That’s a tough one.
My biggest hesitation about getting a dog had to do with time. Did I have enough to give? Would walking the dog feel like a waste of time?
The most fortunate surprise is that I don’t take Daisy for walks. She takes me for walks. And even when I’m up to my eyeballs in work, walking her feels like some of the best spent time of my day. Here’s why.
Daisy knows the importance of wasting time. Actually, I’m not quite sure that’s right.
I bet there is very little that Daisy would consider a waste of time because she does almost everything intentionally. And she’s probably the happiest being I know.
Let’s all take a lesson from Daisy.