Every now and then I think about me, the kind of person I have become compared to the person I want to be and that bums me out. I really feel like I have accomplished very little and as I get older, it becomes clearer. Yes, I am married to a wonderful woman and we have 2 awesome kids, but I assumed life would include that for me, but there was always more.
Today, I had the pleasure of being interviewed for a former neighbour’s Master’s thesis on community involvement in the planning process and I was picked because she found that most of the politically active residents at the local level were quite old, and it was slim pickings at my age.
It was during this almost 2 hour long interview when I realized that for as little as I thought I have done politically, I have actually done quite a bit. That led me to thinking about my interests and accomplishments and I realized that I have achieved some things that I had quite frankly put behind me while searching for something else.
So here is a mini-bio about me;
Male 37yrs old
Married 2 kids, almost 4 and almost 2.
Runs – registered for the 5K @ The Toronto Marathon
Plays baseball and ball hockey
Reads – When not textbooks, I like Dan Brown
Runs a promotional business and/or consulting biz, when people come to me
Have a MBA – which I started when my first son was born and completed three years later
Like municipal politics – started a residents organization and have been involved in local events like the community clean-up and development related discussions
I write – obviously – like this blog
I have been working on a reality show concept, a sit-com (Canadian style) and a book.
I like to bake, and would LOVE to take a cooking class, get my motorcycle license and I can drive standard (Thanks UM).
So maybe I need to finish some of these open ends, but at the end of the day, I’m beat. I jump into bed, hoping not to be waken up by one of the kids, ready to begin a new day with a bang. I think if I could get into better shape that would make me feel better physically, and if I could find something to do that was challenging
for me mentally, I could enjoy life and redce my stress to take care of myself emotionally, but then again, what would I have to complain about then???
Tonight, for example, I ran. 30 minutes. Felt good. Now I’m ready for bed as we have a crazy busy weekend – Centreville, the Zoo and a BBQ with the in-laws. But, hey… I’m still on vacation.