Indulge a Whim

You're on your way home from work. Your plan is to cook dinner, watch some TV, and hit the sack. Next thing you know, you've taken a detour and ended up at the home of a friend you haven't seen in ages. Or maybe you’re in a karaoke bar. Or taking a moonlight hike.

It seems like our lives are all plan and program. Gotta check that Dayrunner to see when we've penciled in some fun.

(I once saw a hilarious scene at a meeting of Episcopal priests: someone mentioned a date and the men and women of the cloth all reached into their breast pockets to pull out their calendars, looking for all the world like a bunch of hoods at the St. Valentine's Day Massacre going for their guns.)

Whatever you have planned for today, scrap it, and have some fun instead. I don't mean that you should be irresponsible, heavens no; but does everything have to be planned?

Watch for that next wild impulse, and act on it. Be spontaneous. Indulge a whim.

You'll be happier.