What’s Your Fairy Tale?

Good morning, and happy Friday! I hope your day is starting off just right.

Wouldn’t it be nice if you had a way to envision your future with absolute precision? To know right now that you may go through some hardships along the way, along a path that was nothing like you’d imagined, but on the other end of it all was the best life you could imagine, in just about every respect. Would you work a little harder? Would you worry a little less?

We’ve talked about this concept several times over the years. The life you dream about can be the life you live, as long as it’s in line with your deeply rooted values. Sure, we can all fake it for a short time or even try to change our values to match our situation, but any success we find in that scenario will be short-lived. For lasting success, we must be true to ourselves.

As a teenager, I saw myself as a rock star. Not just a star, a mega-star. I would travel the world in a private airliner with me at the controls. I would live on the water in Fort Lauderdale with a large yacht at the dock. I would have my own helicopter to get me to the airport, and I would play for thousands of screaming fans every night. You can stop laughing now.

I look at where I am today, and it’s so completely different in almost every way. I’m not rich, I’m not well-known, and I can’t play the guitar any better than I did fifty years ago. But I am living the life we’ve dreamed of for at least the past twenty years. Sure, there are some things I’d like to improve. And I know how to do that. So, any failure at this point is on me.

Have you ever taken time to nail down a vision of your perfect life? I’m not talking about a passing fancy, but really thinking about the various aspects of your ideal reality. Where would you live? What would you do? What kind of people would you be around? What would you do for fun? What kind of person would you be?

That last one is important, because some people are content with being a jerk. And if that’s your thing, more power to you. But most of us have a vision of ourselves in which we’re both successful and kind. We see ourselves as strong in the face of adversity, but magnanimous in the face of mistakes. Something like an honest politician, as if such a thing exists.

But the point is, we should all try every now and then to envision the future of our dreams. I’m not talking lottery-level dreams, but things you believe you can realistically achieve in your lifetime. Once you have that vision in mind, you can begin to see ways you can make it happen. If it’s a matter of money, figure it out. Make the math work. Cheat if you have to.

A close friend used to ask, “What would your dreams look like if you knew you couldn’t fail?” That’s powerful. Though maybe that should be, “… if you knew you wouldn’t fail.” I’ve met people who could mess up a peanut butter sandwich. But if you knew everything you want is within your reach, would that change the things you spend your time chasing?

Take some time this weekend when things are quiet and try to define a vision of your ideal life. Get a clear image in your mind and then write it down. Try to define as many aspects as possible of the life you want to enjoy and the person you want to be. Put it somewhere that you’ll read it from time to time. Try not to always do that on your worst days.

Your vision will change over time, and that’s okay. That may be because your values or goals have evolved, and it may be something forced upon you by circumstances over which you have no control. Life can change in an instant. But when it does, we need to reassess our abilities and assets, and plan a path forward within our new constraints.

Well, that’s all for today. My wife and I have a sign on the front of our house that says, “Our Happy Place.” What would it take to make you do the same? And whatever that is, I sincerely hope you achieve it. That’s my wish for every one of you. Enjoy your day and please have an awesome weekend!

© 2026 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved

One Small Hole Can Sink the Ship

Good morning and, dare I say, happy Monday! I hope your day and your week are off to a great start!

I’m sending this one out a bit earlier than normal. Sure, same day, but to some readers it’s a completely different time of day. In fact, for most of my readers, it’s dinnertime or later. So, to those of you in China, I’m doing this for you! For several weeks, your readership has been many times higher than the rest of the world combined. Welcome to the party!

I guess it just goes to show that a message of hope and positivity can bridge not only languages, but civilizations and political ideologies. That doesn’t surprise me, because at the end of the day we all want the same thing – a life of health and happiness, and enough wealth to make it enjoyable. What that means is entirely up to you. We all define success in our own terms.

When people ask what I write, I tell them motivational humor. “Why? What are you trying to accomplish?” Well, I want to help people find a higher level of success in life. Besides, I’m writing a book, and I’d like to find an audience who may want to buy it. Let’s be real, posting blogs online isn’t a profitable enterprise. It’s something you do as much for yourself as anyone.

But last week a close friend asked me the same question, and instead of the rehearsed answer, I gave it a little thought. I finally told her I’m trying to help readers achieve a higher level of self-actualization. That’s more than just success. It’s more than just making your dreams come true. It’s about fully experiencing life on your terms, or at least on terms acceptable to you.

If you took Psychology 101, you’ve heard of self-actualization. It comes from the mind of Abraham Maslow who, in 1943, defined the human “Hierarchy of Needs.” It takes the shape of a pyramid, with physiological needs (air, food, shelter, etc.) at the bottom of five levels, going through safety needs, love & belonging, and esteem, with self-actualization at the top.

The idea is simple – you have to fill in the bottom layers before you can build higher. Unless you’ve got adequate food and shelter, acceptance and esteem are pretty low on the list of priorities. And even if you do achieve self-actualization (not everyone does), let somebody hold your head underwater, and you’ll drop right back down to the bottom of the pyramid.

When we talk of success, people always think of business and financial success. That is, after all, what we’ve been conditioned to think. But it occurred to me that, in the pursuit of self-actualization, we need to be successful in not some, but all areas of our lives. And sure, that’s a tall order. But it is attainable. It just takes a lot of work and a little luck.

That’s why I talk sometimes about health. You can be as successful as you want in your career, but health can halt your progress faster than anything. Take it from the guy who went for a leisurely bicycle ride three years ago and ended up having a stroke. It can happen to any of us. I was able to go back to work. Not everyone has that option.

I talked Friday about being kind and ending everyday interactions in a way that leaves others feeling valued. Unless your ultimate aim is to be the world’s most formidable jackass (I think that title has already been claimed), kindness will factor into your best version of yourself. You can’t spread misery and enjoy happiness.

Finally, I talk a lot about dreams. I think dreams are our most important possessions, because it’s from dreams that life’s greatest achievements are born. In the words of Disney Imagineer Tom Fitzgerald, “If you can dream it, you can do it.” But the opposite is also true – if you can’t dream it, you probably can’t do it. Dreams are that important.

So, if you’ve noticed a gradual change in my writing, it’s just a natural part of this blog’s growth. As a comedian, they told us it takes 6-8 years to find out who you are onstage. I think the same is true of writers. We evolve, partly from our own needs and partly from getting to know our readers. So, please, introduce yourself. We could become best friends!

That’s all for today. I don’t think there’s any overriding message, other than in order to be the ideal version of yourself (in your own mind), you’ll need to find success in every area of your life. I’m not there yet, but I’m working on it. And that’s all any of us can ask of ourselves. As for how we get there, that’s a journey we can take together. Have an awesome day!

© 2026 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved

There’s Happiness in the Little Things

Good morning, and happy Friday! I hope your day is off to a great start. I’m vertical with a cup of coffee, so life is good!

You know, sometimes it’s the little things that make us happy, or at least contented. We tend to go through life looking at the big things, thinking if we could just do this or acquire that, life would be perfect. And that’s okay. If you’ve followed me for any length of time, you know I’m a strong believer in the power of dreams. If not, we need to fix that. I don’t bite!

Yes, it’s important to have dreams. They motivate us to go a step above, to put in that little bit of extra effort that somehow seems to multiply and bring us exponentially closer to our goals. They give us a glimpse of life beyond what we know today. And they have a way of elevating our spirits when life is trying its best to hold us down. We all have those days.

Our dream was to buy a motorhome and explore the country, hopefully finding a place to retire along the way. I kept a picture of a motorhome on my desk where I would see it all day as I was working. It was a constant reminder of what I was working for. Six years ago, that dream came true. We bought the coach, traveled across much of the country, and found our new home.

And that doesn’t mean my dreaming days are over. Not by a long stretch! There are still lots of things I’d like to experience before my time is up, and I plan to check off as many of them as I can. They range in grandeur, from taking my wife on a bucket-list trip to Hawaii all the way to learning how to relocate a live rattlesnake. My wife isn’t so happy about that last one.

And I’ll do those things in a relatively short period of time, simply because at this age you don’t take time for granted. I’ve already had a heart attack and a stroke. The fact that I’m still here tells me God still has plans for me, and I believe one of them is to spread a message of optimism to anybody who’s willing to listen. Especially now, we need all the positivity we can get.

And part of that message should always be to appreciate the blessings that surround us every day. Little things, like a child’s laughter, a spring rain, the sun’s rays peeking through the clouds, chipmunks playing in the yard, birds playing in the air, or the warmth of a summer day. Yes, too much warmth isn’t always comfortable. Neither is snow. But it’s pretty … on postcards.

Beyond that, think of all the people who genuinely care about you. They may be family, friends, mere acquaintances, or even the cleaning lady who always has a kind word as she empties your trash. And it could be somebody you’ve never met. Don’t believe me? Sit down in the middle of a store clutching your chest. You’ll have lots of concerned friends.

Okay, don’t do that. But the point is that we’re surrounded by blessings we don’t always perceive. The secret to happiness lies in our ability to recognize and be grateful for them. And if we’re not finding them where we are, maybe we need to get up and go looking for them. That can be as easy as taking an evening walk or watching kids in the park. Just don’t stare.

Some people may not think they have much to smile about because of health issues, chronic pain, or personal loss. Still, off the top of my head I can think of two women I watched as cancer took its horrendous toll, and they both lived their best life to the very end. We all have challenges. But a challenge isn’t a roadblock – it’s simply daring you to step over.

That’s all for today. I hope you’ll all take time this weekend to immerse yourself in life’s many blessings. They may not make your problems disappear, but problems have a way of fading in the presence of a smile. Try it. And be sure to let me know how it works! Meanwhile, enjoy your day and have an awesome weekend!

© 2026 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved

Got Plans? Reality Will Take That Challenge!

Good morning, folks, and happy New Year!!! I hope yours is off to a great start.

It’s been some time since my last regular post, so I’ll try to keep this at least reasonably brief and focused. Those of you who know me best are already laughing.

We all face each New Year with hopes, dreams, and expectations of how life will take shape. But sometimes fate has a mind of its own and we’re just along for the ride, or so it would seem. In my case, fate got a running start Christmas Eve and, by the end of the weekend, gave me a full taste of what life can be when we haven’t treated our body with the best of intentions.

I knew how 2025 was going to end and what the first days of 2026 would bring. Or so I thought. The morning of Dec 29, my wife was scheduled for some pretty intense abdominal surgery that would have kept her in ICU for at least a few days. We knew it would be a rough ride, and it would be some time before life got back to normal. But sometimes we don’t have a choice.

We spent the weekend doing the things we love most – spending time with friends, breakfast at our favorite little restaurant, a trip to the top of Mt. Lemmon, and just generally spending as much time together as possible. It was the perfect weekend. Then fate stepped in and took a swing at the kneecaps. Or the gallbladder, as luck would have it.

I woke up just before midnight the night before her surgery with the worst abdominal pain I’ve ever had. I went from the bed to my recliner, back and forth at least a half-dozen times, stopping by the bathroom each time to empty the contents of my entire digestive system. I brought up food I don’t even remember eating. Of course, it’s possible it mutated over time. That’s my theory.

My wife was convinced I had an intestinal virus and, at 3:30 in the morning, called the hospital to cancel her surgery. By 7:30, I was on an ER bed expecting news of the impending detonation of my appendix. As it turned out, I had a gall stone blocking the entrance to the bile duct, and my gallbladder was expanding faster than a politician’s wallet.

Six hours later I took an assisted nap in the operating room, and by early evening I was headed home. Say what you want about our healthcare system (I’ll probably agree), medical technology is nothing short of miraculous. I never got to thank the robot that assisted with my surgery.

I felt better the next day … sore, but with four new holes in my belly, that’s to be expected. That night, I couldn’t sleep in bed without an abnormal amount of pain. The third day I was tired and sluggish, with moderate pain and a low-grade fever. Back to the ER, where I rang in the New Year. My liver enzymes were way up, and I was developing a mild case of jaundice.

After two full days in somebody else’s bed (with none of the good stories to go with it), another round of tests, and more holes in my arm than a cheap pair of sneakers, they determined I must have passed an errant gallstone or two. All told, it could have been a lot worse. I’m just happy to be back in my own little corner in my own little chair (all due credit to the original Cinderella).

So, what’s the point of this rambling post? Well, there are a few things I’d like to impart. First, never assume you have any idea what tomorrow will bring, because we never really know. Life has very little regard for our plans and feels no compulsion to support them. About the time we think we’ve got it figured out, something will come along to humble us.

Secondly, pay attention to your body when it starts talking (or screaming, in this case). What ended up being a relatively routine surgery with mild complications after could have been a whole lot worse. Gallstones aren’t necessarily the benign inconvenience we think they should be, and the cemetery is full of people who found that out the hard way.

Finally, life isn’t over until the fat lady sings. Thankfully, I don’t know any fat ladies who sing, and I plan to keep it that way. Until then, I’ll make the most of every day and rededicate myself to the goals and dreams I’ve let slip by year after year. Tomorrow isn’t guaranteed. Not even a celebratory toast (or regular toast) on New Year’s Eve. All we can do is pick up the pieces and move on.

This post was much longer than I’d planned (you knew that from the start), but I hope I’ve inspired you to do three things – take care of yourself, enjoy time with those you love, and never let life’s speed bumps bring you to a complete standstill. Regardless of how it started, my 2026 will be the most awesome year ever! I hope you’ll come along for the ride.

That’s all for now. I’ll be posting more regularly in the coming months, but in a different format I’ll share with you soon. Thanks so much for being with me all these years. I hope your day, and all of 2026, are the best ever!

© 2026 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved

When Plans Meet Reality, Keep Stirring

Good morning! I hope your day is off to a nice start.

In business, each month begins a new set of books. The old month is over and what’s done is done. All we have now are projections for the new month. In most cases, it’s a shot in the dark, like a kid telling you their grades will improve, and their room will be spotless by Friday.

I was once tasked to write a business plan for a corporate expansion – one that, if projections came true, would create more than 1,000 new jobs and result in the local government giving our company a large regional airport for free. I’ll save you some time. The company did expand into the new line of business. And the airport still belongs to the county.

The numbers just didn’t work. If we had hired all those people and put our plan into motion, we would have run out of new customers in a matter of months. And that’s if every potential customer in the nation bought our new product during that time. This wasn’t like Beanie Babies™. It was a mobile data terminal for heavy trucks. Exciting, huh?

My plan showed a profit of more than $20 million in the first six months. Wow! After that, our profit would drop to zero and all those people would be unemployed. So, the boss had an idea. “What if we increase our per-unit cost, and double the time it takes to build each unit?” Well, now we’d lose $13 million in the first six months and would never recoup that loss. Back to the drawing board.

We played with those numbers for a month, and I finally told the boss I sure hope somebody a lot smarter than me would be reviewing the plan. He assured me this is how ALL business plans are written. I find that a bit disturbing. Thank God we weren’t building airplanes. Thank God we weren’t building airplanes. 

It’s easy to start new endeavors with an overabundance of excitement. “Wow, I’ll be rich by next Friday! I should buy that new car now before the prices go up!” Thankfully, the practical side of our brain kicks in and brings us back to earth, maybe a little too much. Then we start to doubt the entire premise. “This can’t be that easy. Maybe the whole idea is stupid.” Sound familiar?

The truth is, nothing is ever as easy as it sounds, and nothing ever goes completely according to plan. Just ask NASA. But that shouldn’t stop us from trying. We just need to set realistic expectations and anticipate setbacks. If the idea is sound, it’ll still work. You may just need to tweak it a bit.

Fifty-six years ago, man first walked on the moon. It was a lofty goal. And we’ve all seen video of those early attempts at manned space flight. They weren’t pretty. Your dreams are no less important. You may not reach your goal as quickly as you’d hoped, but if you follow the plan and revise expectations based on experience, success is still out there waiting.

That’s all for now. Keep those dreams alive and never let anything stand in your way, especially your own imagination. Have an awesome day!

© 2025 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved

Your Dreams Won’t Chase You

Good morning, and happy Friday! I hope your day is off to a great start.

Most of you know I’m a firm believer in dreams. We should all have dreams, and not just the kind we get when we’re asleep. Okay, some of those can be fun as well, but you can’t always talk about them in church. I’m talking about the kind of dreams you can share with anybody. Even your wife.

Several years ago, I put a picture of a motorhome on my desk. Every day as I sat at my desk, that picture was right there in front of me, reminding me of what I was working for. It took a few years, and some financial wizardry, but in March of 2020, we drove that dream off the lot and began a life of adventure that we could never have fully imagined.

We traveled through 20 states over the next few years, up to five months at a time, just enjoying the freedom of the open road. Of course, some roads are better than others. One day in Texas, we hit two waves of asphalt that would have made Evel Knievel vomit. At highway speed. That can be fun in a dune buggy, but not so much when you’re driving your house. To my credit, nothing broke.

One of our goals in all that driving was to find a place where we could retire. We didn’t know where that would be, but we knew it wasn’t in Ohio. We found it in Tucson, Arizona. Yes, I know. Tucson is hot. But it’s a dry heat. Go ahead and laugh. We love the climate, the scenery, the people, and the RV resort we returned to for the next three years. Living in Tucson became our next dream.

That dream came true last November. We now live in a place where, at 67, I’m one of the younger people in the community. And let me tell you, these old people know how to live! They dance, they walk, they play games, and when these folks ride a bicycle, they don’t mess around. Ever heard of El Tour de Tucson? Google it. We’re talking 60+ miles, and most of these people are in their 70s.

After I had my stroke, our daughters came to visit. Within a few days, they both said, “Now I get it.” Our oldest even said, “You have a better social life than I do!” We do. There’s always something going on, and we try to do it all. Dances, dinners, parties, tours. And at the end of the day, we take a relaxing drive in the golf cart, stopping to talk to neighbors on just about every street.

Maybe that appeals to you, maybe not. We all have our own dreams. The point I’m trying to make is, without a dream, we’d still be sitting in that same living room, never knowing what all we were missing. My tombstone would read. “Here Lies Dave – He Died.” Well, someday I will. But not until I do some more living first!

If you’re not living your best life, what are you waiting for? It all starts with a dream. Once that dream becomes a burning desire, it’s inevitable. Sure, you have to work at it, too, but once you know the outcome, the rest is just mechanics.

That’s all for now. Chase your dreams until you’re living them. You can do it! And it all starts now. Have an awesome weekend!

© 2025 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved

The ‘Perfect’ Time is Now!

Good morning! I hope your day is off to a nice start.

It’s a brand-new week. When people ask what we did over the weekend, we can usually rattle off a short litany of things we accomplished – important stuff, like shopping, cleaning, mowing the lawn – things we couldn’t do during the week because we were just too busy. Oh well, there’s always next weekend.

If somebody were to ask the same question Saturday morning about the week just passed, what would we say? Would you be able to tell them you accomplished a personal goal, one that brings you closer to the life you want? Or would you simply say, “I worked.”

Most of us go through life waiting for that perfect moment to put our own plans into motion, but we always find time for everything else. Oh, we may enjoy a weekend getaway every now and then, or maybe even a short vacation. Then it’s back to the grind. And the boss thinks that since we came back all happy and rejuvenated, we should work that much harder for the next month or two.

So, let me ask you a question. How many years have you been waiting for that perfect moment? You know, the time to pick up a new hobby, clean the garage, or build an income on the side? Has there ever been enough time? Will another year really change that?

Here’s the thing nobody told us when we were young – as we get older, time warps. We still get 168 hours in a week, but some of those hours blow by a lot faster than others. The 40 hours at work feel more like 60, we barely sit down and it’s bedtime, and no amount of sleep is enough. By Saturday, time kicks into overdrive and we’re so tired all we can do is watch it fly past.

This cycle continues until we do something to change it. Managing time is no different than managing your checking account. Every hour we spend doing anything reduces our available balance until it’s gone. But what if you were to invest some of that time instead of just spending it?

Investing time is no different than investing money. Some investments will pay off, and others won’t. So, we manage those investments and monitor results. How long would you watch your retirement account dwindle before making changes? A week? A month? A year? Yet we’ll do the same thing with our time, day after day, year after year, hoping for a better result.

Time is one of our most valuable resources. It’s like a retirement account – small investments, repeated every week, can make a huge difference if you invest that time in something that will generate a return. We spend 40+ hours a week generating a return for somebody else. Aren’t you worth at least a fraction of that time?

Take some time this week to consider how you can invest that same amount of time next week. An hour here, an hour there – it all adds up. Make your time work for you.

That’s all for now. Have an awesome day!

© 2025 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved

Even a Violin Eventually Sounds Good

Good morning!  I hope your day is off to a great start.

Did you do anything fun over the weekend?  I usually ask that question with no idea what response I’ll get, but some of them are well worth the effort.  Which is why I don’t ask my oldest grandson, because I may get an answer I didn’t want.  I have to remind him every now and then that, although we’ve always been best friends, I’m still Grandpa.  We’ll just leave it at that.

My weekend revolved around a pair of high-school performances.  My oldest granddaughter (16) was in a production of Beauty and the Beast.  The sets, the music, the singing, and especially the acting, were all worthy of a lot more than the $10 admission price.  The acting was so good, I didn’t really notice the part of Gaston was played by a young lady.  I’m not sure she did, either.

Then yesterday I got to see my “bonus” granddaughter (also 16) in her school’s show choir final performance.  To see so much talent on the same stage, especially at an age where a lot of kids are thinking of anything but school, was inspirational.  And if I’m allowed to say it, our girl was amazing.  She stopped hearts with her two solos.  I know because mine was one of them. 

I was telling a friend yesterday I insisted my daughters would do some kind of extracurricular in school.  Band, choir, sports, chess club, it didn’t matter.  And I made sure that any time one of them was onstage, we were in the audience.  Sometimes, that takes a lot more love than we realize – band parents, especially.  If you know, you know.  Some things take a lot more practice than others.

But the day comes when they’re making actual, recognizable music, and the cat no longer hides behind the couch when they play.  And that glow on their face at the end of a performance is worth all the hours spent silently nodding our approval while trying to hide the earplugs.  It takes time and effort to master a skill.  Thankfully, these kids have plenty of both. 

I saw a poster once that showed a baby bird peeking out of the nest with a caption that read, “It flies because it thinks it can.”  We’re all born with no sense of limitations.  It’s how we learn to walk, and talk, and hold our own bottle.  And we carry those skills all through adulthood, though I do still spill a little sometimes.  I think I need more practice. Walking, that is.

Children’s minds are the epitome of imagination and possibility.  Sadly, both start to fade through the teenage years.  By adulthood, most of that magic is gone, which is why we have life coaches and motivational books to help rebuild what should never have been torn down in the first place.  If only we could nurture more of what was already there, there’s no limit to what they could accomplish.

We’re no different.  If we can remove the barriers that were put in place by people and events though our formative years, we can achieve any goal.  And, as a good friend used to ask, what would your dreams be if you knew you couldn’t fail?  Food for thought.

That’s all for now, friends.  Have an awesome day!

© 2024 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved

It Ain’t Over Til the Fat Lady Sings

Good morning, and happy Friday! I hope you’ve had an incredible week.

We got lucky here in southern Ohio and had a spectacular view of Monday’s solar eclipse. It was just like the book said it would be … a shadow from the bottom-right slowly spreading across the sun until suddenly, it got almost dark, a good bit cooler, and eerily calm. Two minutes later it was over, and the moon continued its journey. And I went back to work, so the cycle is complete.

Two things stand out that I’ll never forget. First was the naked-eyed view of the corona at the point of totality. It was a clearly visible ring of light around the moon’s shadow – just a reminder that our sun was still there. The other was how much the sun lit the earth up to the point of totality. With even a sliver of sun still showing, it was full daylight. Simply amazing.

We never did see complete darkness. It was inspirational, in the sense that if the sun can continue to provide that much light when it’s completely covered, we’re in good hands. Clouds will come and go, but nothing can block the light completely. Even when it sets in the west for an evening of darkened slumber, we know it’s just waiting to peek through again from the other side.

Which, if you think about it, is pretty much the cycle of life. You go to sleep, you wake up. You cut your finger, it heals. The light turns red, then it turns green. There are more, but you get the point. Nothing in this life is permanent, and if you miss an opportunity, odds are it’ll come back around again. If only Mrs. Kellogg had felt that way about missing homework assignments. “It’s coming!”

For more than ten years, I’ve messed around with a business that could be much more profitable with just a little effort. Several times over the years, I’ve made a declaration: “This is it! Time to get busy! I’m serious this time!” Yet, here I sit with more potential than I can ever appreciate, and a stack of bills growing faster than my excuses. If only I could sell them. The bills, not the excuses.

But here’s the thing. The factors that led me to start a business in the first place are still there. The dream hasn’t faded, and the opportunity I was so excited about is still there, quietly waiting for me to get off my keister and do something about it. And I can do that today. I can choose to pick up where I left off and start chasing that dream. Thankfully, the dream is waiting, too. It knows I’m old to keep up.

Goals have an expiration date. Dreams don’t. And whatever means you found to make those dreams come true ten years ago is probably still valid today. You just have to make the decision and stick with it. And there’s no better time than the weekend to reflect on your dreams, solidify a plan, and put it into action. Not Monday morning or next week or next month – now.

Take time this weekend to reimagine your dreams and commit to achieving them. And if you don’t mind, take a moment to share those dreams with me. You may just light a fire under my butt.

That’s all for now. Have an awesome day and an even better weekend!

© 2024 Dave Glardon – All rights reserved

Don’t Blink!

Good morning!  I hope your day is off to a great start.

Today is a special day for much of the United States.  In a few hours, most of us will be able to see the sun and the moon at the exact same place in the sky at the exact same time.  Granddaddy used to always say it’s a lazy man who can see the moon in the daytime.  Well, if it blocks out the sun completely, does that still count?  I think nature has to take some of the blame for this one.

And if you think a full moon brings out the best in people, imagine a dark full moon in the middle of the day.  People are traveling from around the country and spending more than $1000 for a single night in a fleabag motel to find a coveted spot in the roughly 110-mile-wide path of totality, where the moon will completely block the sun … for exactly four minutes.  I get to see it for free.

Of course, based on the price of these high-tech disposable viewing glasses, it may be one of the last things I’ll ever see.  I take some of the best vitamins known to man to help keep me from getting sick, but apparently my eyes are only worth $1.99.  For the record, I spent six times that much on lottery tickets this weekend.  Hey, you’ve gotta have priorities.

My grandson was asking why it’s such a big deal.  Okay, he’s 24 and will likely live long enough to see another one.  Odds are, I won’t.  So, at the appointed time, I’ll be standing in my front yard with my $1.99 glasses protecting my eyes from what could be my last chance to view such an amazing event.  I’m sure I won’t be alone.

Between inflated gas prices, astronomical lodging rates, and all the extras (tee shirts, anyone?), some of these people are paying a lot of money to watch a cloudy sky do what it does every night.  According to the Carly Simon song, an egotistical acquaintance once flew his Learjet to Nova Scotia for the same view.  Hopefully he was equally dedicated to his other endeavors.

I guess the question that comes to mind is, how many of these people would be willing to invest a fraction of the time, money, and effort, to build an income that would allow them to fly their own jet to the next one?  How many, while driving days to witness four minutes of darkness, will pass the time sharing dreams and discussing ways they could work to achieve them?

We all like to say we’re too busy to take on anything new, but when something like an eclipse comes along, time just seems to materialize.  And that’s okay, for a once in a lifetime event.  But what about when the moon moves on, and the sun comes back out?  Will we find the time to chase some of our own dreams?  Or will we go back to whatever we’ve been doing all these years?

Thankfully, most dreams don’t come with an expiration date.  You’re never too young or too old, and plans we made ten years ago can still be put into place.  We just have apply the same sense of urgency with which we’d chase an eclipse.  Or a new romance.  My grandson has mastered that one. 

That’s all for now.  If you have the chance, get outside and enjoy the view.  It’s an experience you won’t forget.  Meanwhile, have an awesome day!

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