Tonight we ate leftovers

By the time I get ready for work, sit in traffic on the way to work, work, sit in traffic on the way home from work, go to the gym, make a healthy dinner, eat it, and clean it up, the only thing I'm in the mood to do is throw myself on the couch with the remote in my hand (and I don't even have kids).  I know I am preaching to the choir here.  I am not saying I have it bad, that's not what this is about, my point is this - we become so mentally exhausted from all the things we 'need' to do to sustain the lifestyle we have created for our past selves that it leaves so little time to create ourselves anew with each passing day.  And so the days roll by and weeks and years and what do our new selves have to show for this passing time?  Perhaps we should be asking ourselves this - Do the current models of ourselves represent who we are today or are we repping a past model?  Do the things I have done and the decisions I've made today represent what I believe in and how I want the world to see me?

I don't have the answers, but I know this - the only reason I found the time and energy to write this blog post is because tonight we ate leftovers.

(Below are some images I took while my husband and I were in Hong Kong last March.  They were taken from inside a gondola on a terrifying ride up to the Big Buddah, today I finally decided to clean them up a bit and share).

Buddah trio for web.jpg