Long Term

​I may want it to be different, but it is not.  I do not lose sleep waiting for the time it is to do the washing up.  It is one of those things.  It needs to be done, and I do it.
The only circumstance I can think of where I may look forward to washing up, is if I had been sick and couldn’t do it, and had recovered and now could.  I reckon the novelty would soon wear off though.
That is not to say though there are not things I enjoy when I am washing up.   I am in the habit of listening to music as I do it.  I reckon that would be the only reason why there are dance steps sometimes.
I did hear something today though that got me thinking.  It was talking about heaven.  It said it was more than just the expectation of pearly gates.  When I went to school eternity was a long time and infinity had its own symbol.
Going through pearly gates beats any alternative I know of.  But if that were all it was about, I reckon I would grit my teeth and bear it, knowing it would yield dividends down the track.
Yet I have found it to be more than that.  As far as I am concerned there are great principle embedded in it, which are worth doing.  I never experience a sense of “what’s the point?”  And those principles are not “out there” and so divorced from real life that they are novel and not applicable to situations.
My motto is a great example for me.  “Do unto others as you would be done by.”  I try to adhere to that.  Sometimes I fail.  Sometimes self-interest dominates, and I have a real problem wanting the best for someone else.  Yet failure does not make the goal wrong.  In moments of sanity I know I just went about it the wrong way.  They reckon the definition of insanity is doing something the same way and expecting different results.  I get it wrong.  But I get it right too and that is way good.
It’s weird I know.  Getting to the top of the heap and hang the expense to others dominates worldviews sometimes.  Selfishness and cruelty prevail.  Yet that does not make me want to pursue that road.  They say the pen is mightier than the sword.  It may be, but I reckon sometimes the sword reigns.
I can live what I consider a considerate lifestyle and really bad things happen that I do not understand.  That does not make me want to change though.  I want to be true to myself.  Sometimes that is not easy.  Sometimes I want to wreak havoc.   But I know that is short term.  That is not my long-term goal.  I think the way I can reach my long- term goal is to do what I consider the right thing more often than I do the wrong thing.
I am acquainted with success.  I am acquainted with failure.  But thankfully I am also acquainted with forgiveness.  Giving it my best shot is the best I can do.