What is Your Happiness ROI #tbt

I spent a lot of money last night on some very unexciting things.  But it was 100% worth it and my ROI was through the roof.  I was supposed to go to Revolve for the first time yesterday but at the last minute, had to cancel: $20 fee.  I bought some chips, guacamole, drinks and paper towels (requested) for another $20.  And eventually had to take an Uber home (time + rain) costing another $50.  But it was all worth it.

A wonderful friend of mine, who I have known for 20 years now (as the photo attests) needed to talk.  I was excited to try a new class and certainly had no plans to spend $50 on a fancy cab ride home.  But spending an hour with her, sitting on the floor of the apartment she loves and has to vacate, eating chips and guacamole and talking about the unexpected path she was about to walk down, was worth every penny.

Happiness is just as important to your health and well-being as a good diet and regular exercise.  It’s so easy to get lost in the routine of work, errands, gym visits, what have you.  I am very much a creature of habit – with every day planned out in my Google Calendar with little margin for error.  But last night, it was more important to get on a train going in the wrong direction to spend some time with a great person and just talk as two friends.  It wasn’t anything we haven’t done via phone or text message or email – we “chat” every day.  But while all of those methods of communication are convenient, they just aren’t the same.  “Messing up” my schedule for a friend did more for my soul than 45 minutes of spinning could have ever done.  The smile on her face when I walked through the door was more nourishing than some beautiful salad.

We make time for our work obligations.  I have managed to fit in time for exercise.  But last night I remembered that carving out time for friends should get the same priority – I had forgotten that.  I thank my friend for last night, as much as I helped her – she helped me.

#throwbackthursday to my Freshman year of college when, for whatever reason, we only went to dinner in groups of six or more.

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