You know that old saw “Time flies when you are having fun”?
But it’s also false.
Time also flies when you are standing still.
We’re convinced that the slower we move, the faster the days go by. And when each day is mostly like the next they quickly blur into one unremarkable stream, punctuated only by drama.
What kind of drama you ask?
We were working as camphosts at a private RV park in Colorado. Along with the occasional paycheck the park supplied us with drama.
- The sewer backed up by site 16.
- Site 88 came in late and was unhappy because he didn’t find the check-in materials left out for him.
- Site 72 was irate that the first few seconds of water from the spigot were rusty, thought the campground should run that before each camper showed up, and said he was going to warn all newcomers of the issue.
- Site 23’s daughter booked site 45 later in the summer so they went to check it out. They were convinced it wasn’t going to be big enough, and demanded she be given site 37 instead (site 37 being already booked out during that time period).
- Someone complained to the managers that Miranda closed the ice cream shop before they could get theirs (they didn’t come up until 5 minutes before closing, there was a line, and Miranda was following the rules she had been given).
We wore shirts with the park’s name on them so did represent the park. We felt some ownership in the place (it would be hard not to after putting in as much work as we did to make it look good).
As business owners ourselves (and with years of retail experience in our backgrounds) we are predisposed to be people-pleasers and wanted guests to have a good time.
But we didn’t own the place.
And we weren’t making big bucks.
And we weren’t long-term employees.
We were not responsible to ensure people enjoyed themselves. That was their choice. Some people had clearly decided they weren’t going to be happy.
And then we paused.
And we flipped that around.
Were we choosing to enjoy ourselves?
In between the work schedule? In spite of the campground drama? While being challenged financially? During heavy allergy times?
Were we choosing joy?
If I’m being honest I have to say no. At least - not as often as we should have.
So my task for this day - and every day - is to choose joy. I’ll start with being happy to have this blog to write on.
Thanks for taking the time to read my ramblings.
As a writer, that makes me happy.
What are you choosing to be happy about today? Leave a comment below and let us know.