Yesterday I reached one of those milestone years. Thanks to that world menace, Facebook, now everyone knows which one. Let’s just say I have 364 days remaining before I enter my 70s.
As I mulled over how to spend this wealth of days, I got a call from my friend who sounded literally on top of the world. She had discovered the meaning of life in the span of about 35 minutes.
“I finally cleaned out my refrigerator and now I am quitting my job to open my own shop,” she announced. I was so inspired by her discovery of the secret of courage, that I went immediately to my refrigerator and surveyed a world so scary I may stop eating cold food. I decided to incorporate The One Minute Rule. For one minute, I did what I could to clean up that toxic waste dump. Continue reading