Why do we save things for special occasions? Food, china, words?
Tonight, I opened my cabinet to see what I wanted to snack on. I saw graham crackers and got super excited. Then, a voice inside my head said, “those are for when you make s’mores, which is on camping trips.”
I got sad, as if I were not “allowed” to open the package… the package filled with the food I wanted to snack on. Then, I thought, “why do I have to wait til I go camping to open these? I want them now. I’m an adult. I bought them. I want to eat them, and I want to eat them now!”
So, I took the package down from the shelf. I broke into the wrapping and pulled out a cracker. So happy, I took a bite. Then, it all sunk in… stale! I waited waaaaay too long to break into these. I let them go bad by waiting.
I finished off that one cracker and tossed the rest in the trash. How awful. What a waste! I could have enjoyed them months ago, but no… I was waiting for that “special occasion” to eat them.
I say “boo” on this! From now on, I’m not waiting for special occasions. I’m eating and doing and saying what I want, when I want!