Things I don't do

I recently picked up a good read entitled "Bittersweet" by a budding author, Shauna Niequist. Its a collection of her experiences, reflections, and lessons learned, in page-turning blog-style. One of the chapters I found most enjoyable was entitled "things I don't do." The title itself was very intriguing to me. I recently had a self-actualizing moment when my boyfriend gave me a lovely blank journal for my Birthday, and told me that it was for my "thoughts and lists." CAUGHT - I am a list maker, likely one of the most severe cases, and yes, I have begun keeping with me a small book in which I write my lists and carry them over from day to day, those tasks which I have not yet completed.

I recall two of my best friends discussing how they too keep "to do" lists, and will actually include in their lists something they have already completed in order to be able to experience the thrill of crossing out a task, and feeling that wonderful sense of accomplishment. I love it! Well, ladies, I have a new solution, its called the "things I don't do list," a list that provides multiple opportunities for checking off and crossing out!

"Things I don't do" was inspired by a chapter in Shauna Niequist's book in which she laments about the common American dilemma of "not having enough time to do everything I want to do." She reccounts the advice given to her by a good friend: "Its not hard to decide what you want your life to be about. What's hard is figuring out what you're willing to give up in order to do the things you really care about."

Ahhh reality... you mean I have to give something up in order to be able to do the things I really want to do? My immediate reaction to this is... that's not fair! I want it all! So there you have it, the truth, I am both human and American, in the purest form.

I want to be able to work full time, cook every night, make all of my christmas gifts by hand, see Dan every day, ski powder whenever it comes, blog daily, always have a clean house, design and make my own clothes, travel to an exotic place each month, volunteer at church every week, work on my book eight hours a day, do relief work in Haiti for a couple of weeks every month, get on the eliptical for 2 hours each day, and have coffee dates with all of my very best friends weekly. Of course these are only the first things that come to mind, the reality is, there are many many more.

So rather than focusing on all the things that I want to do and simply don't have the time for, I decided to make a list of the "things I don't do." Of course smoking cigarettes and sleeping with strangers are the entirely obvious, but I tried to make this a realistic list, including a few things that are very easy for me not to do, along with some sacrifices.

So here goes...

I don't...

1) Make my bed every day... its a special occasion when I make my bed.
2) Get up at the crack of dawn on my days off... I usually sleep in until 9:00. I would like to be able to get up earlier and enjoy the morning, but 12 hour shifts usually wipe me out and a little extra sleep is needed.
3) Try to change people... not only is it morally wrong in my opinion, but an extremely fultile use of time.
4) Complain about traffic jams or long lines... doesn't make any sense to complain about it if I can't do anything to change it.
5) Do my finger nails... I would love to have beautiful, lady-like hands, but the fact that I wash them 100x/day at work makes this desire nearly impossible.
6) Write Christmas letters... not such a huge stretch there.
7) Get to work early... I'm not getting paid for being there early, so why not sleep a little longer and arrive on time?
8) Assume to be an expert on anything. It is my goal to be a life-long learner.
9) Sign up for classes or activities to keep myself from getting bored. Bored does not exist in my vocabulary.
10) Eat scallops
11) Make my own pie crusts... Safeway makes them for me.
12) Think that anyone is ever beyond hope... at times this is a stretch, as I am exposed to some pretty ugly life realities with my work, but in my core, I do believe that no human being is ever beyond hope.
13) Needlepoint
14) My hair before work - it goes up in a clip. Sometimes I wish I could have beautiful hair at work, but it just gets in the way, and babies love to pull long hair!
15) Keep an immaculately clean house... there will always be a little dust on my shelves. I would rather go outside and play in the mountains, than clean.
16) Ski in bad snow just for the sake of skiing... forget it! Alas, my 4 years in Colorado have turned me into a snow snob!
17) Ever ever ever root against the Red Wings. Obviously.
18) Call in sick to work when I'm not. This is no stretch for me. I have been stricken with a severe midwest work ethic, that somehow I have never outgrown.
19) Go on crash diets... I love food too much
20) Get regular pedicures... they are more of a treat for me.
21) Floss every day - flossing usually happens about 3-4X/week.
22) Make cakes from scratch - I always use a mix.
23) Drink diet soda or cheap beer. PBR makes me want to vommit... perhaps I can blame my snobbery on the state of Colorado (i.e. land of beer) as well?
24) Keep a garden (this will probably change someday... I love gardens and growing things to eat)
25) Triathalons. Would rather get a root canal.
26) Twitter... I tried it once when Hugh Jackman was offering $100,000 if you could convince him in 100 words or less why he should give his money to your charity. He didn't pick mine, haven't been on there since.
27) Eat mayonnaise, mustard or undercooked asparagus... okay, maybe this one isn't such a big sacrifice! They all make me gag!
28) Work night shifts... I get too sick and crabby!
29) Scrapbooking... again not the hugest sacrifice for me.
30) Watch Michigan play OSU... prozac puts extra stress on the kidneys
31) Cook dinner every night... Chipotle and Whole Foods cook a fabulous dinner, and every night!
32) Watch the news... I need to maintain a good emotional reserve for what I encounter at work.
33) Spend time with excessively negative people who are energy draining. I also try to avoid people who are highly critical, or competetive with me (off of the court), including people who expect a lot and give very little. Life is simply too short to invest time here, but I wish them well.
34) Always fold the laundry... sometimes I am digging clothes out of the pile on my bed... works just fine as long as I can find what I'm looking for.
35) Watch T.V., save for the fall, when new Mad Men episodes begin.
36) Worry about other people's problems... they don't belong to me. I will pray for others, and offer advice when it is requested of me and I feel its appropriate to give, but worry is simply a waste of my time.
37) Go to the mall during Christmas - okay, maybe I can't entirely avoid it, but I try to.
38) Hold onto stuff I don't use or place a huge value upon, haul junk from place to place every time I move. I moved enough times that this practice has become engrained in me... I love to donate "stuff" and throw "stuff" away!
39) Update my electronics as soon as something newer and better comes out, as evidenced by my 10-year old T.V.!
40) Go into work when they call and beg me to come in on my days off. I need my rest and relaxation! It's called "R" time... Rachel Time!
41) Always voice my opinion. Sometimes its not the appropriate time or place.
42) Worry about the opinions of people I don't have any respect for... this one comes pretty easily.
43) Put energy into arguing politics - its exhausting. I will do this on occasion, when another person's views will challenge me and open my mind, and when I feel that my own views are being received in a similar way. However, I am very mindful of the situation, my own state of mind, as well the as reception when I choose to enter into these discussions.
44) Keep a daily journal - I usually write in my journal once or twice a week.
45) Sew my own curtains - Pottery Barn does a lovely job.
46) Ski the back country - the back bowls at Vail are about as Back Country as I go.
47) Buy clothes I'm not in love with
48) Go out shopping just to shop. I usually buy clothes online and have them shipped to me.
49) Live for the fulfillment of other people's expectations. I did this a lot when I was younger... talk about a severe waste of time.
50) Skydiving or parasailing. I used to be a HUGE risk taker. I'm not sure where that part of me went. Still comes out from time to time, but not when it comes to my life.
51) Keep in touch with every person I've ever known.
52) Pick fights with people or stir up drama... are you kidding me? Life has enough drama when you're not asking for it.
53) Crazy mountain bike trails. A nice simple trail with good views puts a smile on my face. I don't need cliffs, huge rocks, jumps, bloody shins and scars.
54) Belong to a gym. I think its wonderful that other people belong to gyms and I have nothing against them, but I am happy with my ski pass and the eliptical downstairs. The gym is just one less place I have to get in the car and drive to.
55) Change the sheets weekly. Since I am the only one sleeping in them, who cares?
56) Adhere my life to a timeline or plan - life never goes the way you plan it out, no matter how much planning goes into it. I like to have a loose structure with short term goals, the timing of which lasts no longer than a year. I like to leave plenty of time and space open for the unknown, and those spontaneous adventures that always come up!
57) Marathons. Kudos to those who do them, I am very impressed, but my own desire barometer is at 0.
58) Eat entirely organic food. I like to eat organic, and I treasure my trips to Vitamin Cottage and Whole Foods. But I also indulge my cravings for Doritos and Mike N Ikes.
59) Serve on multiple committees at church - I only do 1. One is what I can do well.
60) Worry about or try to solve problems that are beyond my sphere of control, such as the war in Afganistan.
61) Pursue extra certifications that aren't going to change the way I do my job, or the quality of care my patients receive from me.
62) Iron.

Live hard, live well.

What I Want for Christmas

Sometime back in the 90's, during the years of my youth, Amy Grant came out with what I considered at the time, a pretty cheesey song entitled "My Grown up Christmas List."

"So here's my lifeful wish
My grownup Christmas list
Not for myself but for a world in need

No more lives torn apart
And wars would never start
And time would heal the heart

Everyone would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end

This is my grown up Christmas list"

What a dumb song, change the channel, I thought in my 14-year-old mind. I'm going to throw up.

When I was a little girl, a teenager, and even a young adult, Christmas was about getting that thing I really, really wanted. Much in the same way that Ralphie dreamed, craved and fixated on his beloved Red Ryder BeeBee Gun, I too had my deep deep desires of the heart... a Baby Feels So Real, Strawberry Shortcake's pie kitchen, Annie's Mansion, Pink and Pretty Barbie. And then there were the later years... new Alpine Skiis, Gerbeaux jeans, my own CD player, the hundreds of books I could not live without at the time and still very much want to read.

Now one of the greatest delights of my year is watching Grace and Jack dive into their presents with all of the joy and excitement I can so much relate to from my youngsterhood. They scream and giggle and nearly explode with kid gusto as tissue paper flies across the room. As I watch them tear open their presents with unadulterated enthusiasm, all I can feel is delight in its purest form.

Who of us does not look at a sparkling tree surrounded by presents and not remember the awe that words cannot describe, wondering if the treasure that we so much craved was in one of those heavenly packages? We were all little people once.

I'm not sure when my childhood present cravings faded, sometime after the year 2000. It certainly didn't happen overnight, as with many realities in life, time makes its changes. Sometime during this past decade, the thrill of opening the present I'd been dreaming about, the thrill of material possessions themselves, just disappeared... shazam, caput, no more. Where it went, I have no idea... perhaps it is floating out there over Lake Michigan, beside the cloud of profanity that Ralphie's father spun as he battled the furnace on Hester Street so many years ago. Who knows? Shazam, caput.

And now here I am, sitting beside the Christmas tree, no longer a blonde haired, blue eyed baby girl, wondering what happened to the last 30 years, reflecting on the lyrics of what was an annoying top 40 Christmas song during my high school years. Maybe my materialistic desires have changed over time, as most things do in this life. But there is one thing that has not.

As I sit here and contemplate those things that I really do want for Christmas, there is a little blonde-haired, blue eyed girl sitting here with me, the little person that I used to be, filled to overflowing with innocence and optimism, a child who does not yet know deep disappointment, injustice, and cold reality.

When I am dangerously honest with myself, these are the things that I want for Christmas:

*I want every child in the world to have a mom and a dad. And not just any mom and dad. Parents who adore and delight in them. I want the word orphan taken out of the dictionary.
*I want the war to stop. I want the taliban to get over themselves, get rid of their guns, and start feeding the homeless, and building schools so that little girls who've never been able to go to school can get an education. I want all of our troops to come home to their families, and never leave again.
*I want there to be no need to take our shoes off at the airport because we have nothing to be afraid of.
*I want all of the people in the whole world who have a diagnosis of cancer to receive an immediate clean bill of health.
*I want every disabled person in America, in the world, to never be shunned or mistreated. I want every person who is blind, deaf, or has a mental impairment to feel like a valued member of society.
*I want Dan to be able to go deer hunting with his Dad today.
*I want every minute reseemblance of racism to disappear from this planet for eternity.
*I want efficient and fair distribution of food, good nutritious food, for everyone in the world who is hungry.
*I want Detroit to be the #1 city in America for quality family living. I want the hood cleaned up. I want the public schools to thrive.
*I want the kids in Uganda to not get malaria anymore.
*I want every person in Haiti to have a home to live in, a home that is safe, where they have access to clean drinking water.
*I want conflicts to be reconciled and forgiveness to prevail.
*I want the world to be peaceful.

This is my grownup Christmas List