Living for Tuesdays

Remember that moment, when we were kids, and the final bell rang on the last day of the school year? Remember how your heart fluttered, and a sense of levity settled into your body as you sprang up to gather in the hallways and say “see you soon” to all of your friends?
In adult life, I guess you can feel a wisp of the same. When you finally shut down for a weekend (given it’s work-free), and as you leave the office the air feels fresher, somehow. Filled with potential. You realize that for this little sliver of the week, it’s “me-time.” You can just be you! You can do whatever you want, focusing on fulfilling yourself, and spend time doing things you actually enjoy.
But how rare are these feelings?
Simply put, really rare. All too rare. Like only 30% of your life rare (give or take).
In a fleeting moment of leisure last week (a sliver of the aforementioned “me-time,” between finishing one project, and starting the next, in a centimeter-wide gap in my Google calendar, I was scrolling through Tumblr, looking for something to make me feel motivated, inspired, awakened. And I tumbled upon this.

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It sort of scared me. It’s not that I haven’t found “something worth living for.” That’s not it at all. I have plenty to live for! But that doesn’t mean that I spend every day really living. Maybe I am kind of wasting my life away. I don’t make the most of every day – not even close. In fact, I spend much of the day doing quite the opposite. Wishing it away, watching the minutes tick until I can be home with Mr. P & Kingston, maybe read a book, or watch some mindless TV. But there are so many other things that make me happy. And almost more importantly, make me feel alive. Seeing friends, going to performances around the city (we have been going to The Moth and every time I go I like it more and more), taking classes, exercising, writing, traveling, cooking, being outdoors. And I guess it is sort of my fault that I don’t do any of it.
So even though New Years Resolutions feel premature at the moment (and I generally think they’re bullshit), this is going to be my resolution – to be the kind of person that makes the best out of Tuesday.
xx,
Ambika
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The Importance of a P.M.A.

I’ve been having one of those months (…few months?) when I’m having trouble focusing on the positive. When people hear me say this, they consistently think I’m insane. I’m engaged to the love of my life, we’re planning an amazing wedding, we live in the “greatest city on earth,” we have a really cute puppy, we both have families that will love us until the end of time, and friends that think we’re cool enough to occasionally invite us out.

Of course when I list this out, I sit back and think – holy shit *while smiling cheek to cheek*. But it’s not that easy to focus on the good stuff all the time. Wedding planning is also hard, we live in the most intense city in the world, our puppy is a handful (okay, actually I have no downside to this, the handful part doesn’t even matter), we’re far away from our families, and we don’t spend nearly as much time with our friends as we wish we could. Yes, in the grand scheme, these are just blips – I know this – but right now, it’s hard not to get caught up.

Life is not easy.

But there are still plenty, I mean plenty of things to be happy about every day. Even if one thing is falling to the wayside, there are other things that can help lift you right back up.

Yesterday, I was reading my horoscope (you know me, I’m into shit like that), and this is what it told me:

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Okay, thank you for a kick in the ass cosmos. Why am I letting a fly ruin what is one of the best times of my life? Also… I don’t even know what the fly is! Working too much? Flakey wedding vendors? Not being able to decide where to go for our Honeymoon? I’m realizing how crazy I sound.

So… that was my horoscope. And then, a girl I know from college posted about #100happydays. Now I’ve seen this a million times on Instagram, and have of course chosen to ignore it (call me Pessimistic Patrice), but today I clicked. And it sort of caught me off guard. Like in a slap in the face sort of way.

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71% of people don’t have enough time to spend two minutes a day marinating on what makes them happy. SEVENTY ONE PERCENT OF PEOPLE! That is madness – (given that as a strategist I know the data has been slightly fudged because it’s probably that people don’t have time to take an amazing picture and share it – don’t believe everything you hear! But…) the point is a compelling one.

Whether or not you commit to socially sharing what makes you happy for 100 days in a row (it is a big commitment!), we should at least take time each day to reflect on what makes us happy. OR maybe do consider partaking in an exercise like this! It keeps us all accountable.

A P.M.A. (Positive Mental Attitude) can take you far.

Here’s to happiness.

Love,

A