Oh, Laws, I'm late, I'm late, all my fault, I am so so sorry . . .
Remember back in the day when you would say to someone "How are you?" and the standard response was "Fine, thanks! How are you?"
COMPLETELY rhetorical question!
EVERYONE (well, almost everyone) knew that.
NO ONE (well, almost no one) would respond with a litany of how they really were . . . "oh, well, the kids! you know, they're driving me nuts." "my husband, he lost his job. Sits around in his recliner all day watching WHO knows what on the TV drinking beer and eating Doritos." "My job! Oh, GAWD, I hate my job!"
But these days? These days, I go to great extremes to not ask certain people "how are you?" for the simple reason I know that in a lot of cases the response is going to be "BUSY!" Oh, my God, I am SO busy!" And then list the ways. ALL the ways. And I'm thinking, "you know, are we ALL busy?" (note, please, that I said "certain" people. Not all people.)
So, I started wondering what was going on with this whole "I'm busier than you" thing that I was noticing. Was it a new trend? Some new competition thing? Since I'm always the last to know about new anythings I just wasn't sure.
And, sure enough! It IS! And it has a name! "The Sickness of Busy-ness."
And here's, I think, the best (of many) articles you'll come up with - http://www.floathouse.ca/blog-archive/busy-ness-the-sickness-youre-suffering-from written by Casey-Jo Loos.
Now - how did I come up with this topic for the day?
Well, I was going to come here and tell you how BUSY I have been! And list all the ways - I was busy working for the local Democrats (but not nearly even half as busy as some of the others who worked long, hard and tirelessly) this past couple of years, NaNoWriMo (I did not reach my goal, BUT, I did get two short stories written and I was able to get over a major hurdle in my WIP that I've been fighting with), etc. etc. etc. and then I thought. "Oh, hell, girl, you're just really NOT all that busy. Hush." Because they're all things I'm doing because I want to do them.
(Actually, all this was just an excuse to post this picture of me working hard passing out campaign literature for progressive candidates. Busy!!!!)
Well, at least, not all of them.
If I do them and complain about them, what on earth is the purpose in it?
We're here for a relatively short time - do the things you want to do.
Do the things you love.
Do what you can to make a difference.
Of course, we're going to have to do things that don't fall into those categories.
Every single one of us.
So, basically - we're all just busy.
Hopefully, we're all also deriving some joy from the busy.
So, when someone says "How are you?" we can honestly, from the heart say, "Fine! How 'bout you?"
And. Even if we can't?
Try to remember - It's usually a rhetorical question.
And that's all I've got to say about that . . .
I'd stay and chat, but you know, I am busy . . .