Jay told me something the other day. He was trying to help me make a decision.
He was sitting at his computer one day, doing his work, and then it hit him that he would do it for the whole week, and before he knew it, Friday would roll around and the week would be over.
“So I calculated how many weeks I’d have,” he said. And based on 75 years of an average life span, he figured that he had 4,000 weeks in his life. “We have to stay motivated and stay happy and all these things in those weeks.”
“Is it worth it?” he had asked me.
Life’s decisions usually make themselves. What shall I eat today? Hmmm…hamburger looks good. What color do I paint on this wall? Hmmm…I’ve always liked pink.
For the harder ones, you need to take the courage to make the call, even if the decisions hurt others. It’s your life you have to live. And besides, I only have 4,000 and counting of those darned weeks. Thanks, Jay.
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