Friday, December 10, 2010

Bucket List or Afternoon Delight?

I’m a WORKING GIRL. That’s who I am and what I do. My work over the years has defined me, more so then being a mother or a wife. Hard to say this in print but work and career were at the top of my list too many times.

I always felt something was wrong with me… feeling more comfortable at work then at home. I failed miserably at soccer Mom, car pooling and after school play dates. My daughter even took control of her hair brush in third grade… apparently I didn’t know how to “do” hair.

Maybe all this started with my Dad. I grew up in the 50’s with a stay at home Mom. My parents were always entertaining, my mother in the kitchen. And me… I was the bartender! The evening always found the men and women split into two groups, with me hanging around the guys talking business.

It’s just ironic that 60 years later I stand behind a bar and have a wine brand called Working Girl.

I’ve been talking and planning all the things I was going to do during my “60th decade” birthday for some time. It was the “biggest” of all birthdays to me. To be honest, it scared the crap out of me. My own mortality was not far from my mind, my parents both passing away in their very early 60s. It also didn’t help that I had the sheer pleasure of regretting my ‘fun in the sun’ years with a new nose via skin cancer in December 2009.

2010 was the year to do all that ‘stuff’ I had put off for so many years. Tick-Toc, Tick-Toc. But of course, what I was planning was also tied to events or marketing at the winery. Still just couldn’t have fun without a business purpose.

But all that changed.

First, someone asked if my plans were my bucket list? Well I don’t know where I was when the phrase was coined but I’d never heard of it. (If you haven’t either… it’s your list of what you plan to do before you kick the bucket”.)

So can that… I’m too superstitious. What if I accomplished everything then I really did kick the bucket! I would predetermine my own destiny. I know… GROSS… but all this was going through my head.

So I quietly got out of my comfort zone… trying not to be so structured and inflexible. Stop rating the success of the day by how much was checked off the list. Everything in my life had been scheduled… and yes even time in the bedroom if you get my drift.

My routine was predictable even down to when I poured myself a glass of wine… at 7:30 p.m. Then one more hour of work, fix dinner, watch TV for an hour, get ready for bed, read for an hour… sleep. Boring.

Then I heard an old song from my past, “Afternoon Delight”. Yeah, I know the lyrics but the song to me meant way more than an afternoon in bed.

Think about it for a moment… these lyrics from the song taken out of context says it all.

My motto's always been; when it's right, it's right.
Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night.
Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Afternoon delight.

Are you humming the tune yet? Do you feel like just dancing right out of your office? The song says “Do It, Don’t Wait” until your 60, or you retire or when the house is cleaned.

I’m making progress. I did do a few things on my list… walked on fire, got a tattoo and a dog.

And, I’m considering a new Working Girl Wine… Afternoon Delight!

Might have to explain this one a bit but damn it will be good.

Who knows what I’ll do next.

Cheers, Kathy

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Unknown said...

I love the idea of an "Afternoon Delight" wine!

Unknown said...

I love the idea of an "Afternoon Delight" wine!