A Smarter Life

I don’t have a lot of followers for many reasons, 2 top ones being (1) I don’t post often! (2) I have not quite decided on the focus of this blog, aside from the fact that it ought to contain “bits and bobs” as they “all add up to a whole lot of goodness”.

Life is all about simmering a bunch of miscellaneous yet somehow interconnected elements, that much I am sure about.

Source: http://www.pinterest.com/jivestar/a-mind-is-a-terrible-thing-to-waste/
Source: http://www.pinterest.com/jivestar/a-mind-is-a-terrible-thing-to-waste/

 

 

So, to put some sticks in the ground, and to share my ongoing thoughts, I am going to shovel a bunch of stuff under “A Smarter Life”, where I explore tools, books, articles, etc that point to developing a Smarter Life.

A Smarter Life is:

  • Productive, without sacrificing health
  • Physically healthy, with treats incorporated in moderation and without spending ridiculous hours in the gym
  • Mentally healthy, with strategies to deal with life’s ups and downs
  • Fun, with constant discoveries like a child (and with your children, if you are a parent)
  • Social, as a loner can never be truly smart.

 

To begin with, I will tackle this organization thing. The “Getting Things Done”, or GTD, book has been collecting digital dust on my Kobo shelf.

So here I go, please join me.

 

 

Go ahead, rant.

People talk about the importance friendship. Circles of friends. Professional vs Personal circles.

People talk about how through friendship one gets support, advice, kick-you-in-the-behind tough love.

All good.

BUT, have you asked yourself, do you have friends with whom you can rant, freely?

Source: shaw.ca
Source: shawtv.ca

 

Rant. Whine. Vent. Complain. Basically be negative, be annoying, be the one who tests people’s patience.

It dawns on me that a big part of my mental health hails from ranting. Admit it, everyone does it. Some too much, some not enough. I would go as far as to say, everyone should do it. Ranting in moderation contributes to well being.

I am super blessed with many friends who indulge my need to rant.  In fact, the real art of it is that one needs niches of friends to share specific types of rants. Below are some of my “rant circles”

 

  • My little sister (rant subject: our parents. NOTE: rant with lots of love!).
  • My husband (rant subject: everything. Yes, he gets it all!).
  • MyFitnessPal.com friends (rant subject: confusion and frustration regarding working out and maintaining weight).
  • Selected moms (rant subject: the ugly, frustrating, scary side of parenting).
  • 40-something peer professionals (rant subject: those “breakthroughs” from 20-somethings…didn’t we do the same thing in the 90s??)
  • Career women (rant subject: work life balance is so last century).

 

Bottom line: it is OK to rant as long as you have the right audience and you are willing to be the listener in return! 

What about you? Do you have reliable outlets to let off steam sometimes? Are you trying too hard to be positive all the time?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Winter to Spring

Non-Canadians talk about the Canadian winters. Canadians complain about the Canadian winters.

As I have chosen to live in this country and winters do and will continue to come once a year, I made a vow: I would not complain during Winter 2013.

Winter 2013
Winter 2013

 

It’s the end of March 2014 and I am proud to say that I have kept my promise.

  • It has made the above-average numbers of cold weather warnings slightly more bearable. In fact, I joked that Environment Canada mind as well declare storm/cold weather warning for all times. In that case, we would at least cheer when the warning is occasionally off.
  • It has given me an excuse to do more shoe-shopping (snowboots are shoes yet should not eat into any “pretty shoes” budget).
  • During one of the worst ice-storms, Torontonians opened their hearts, wallets and homes to help each other out. It says a lot about our people; we turned a natural disaster into heart-warming collective memories.

Storm 2012

 

Today, I took a walk in between appointments. It felt like Spring. It *is* Spring.

And so, a winter without complaints, accomplished.