Early in our courtship, J and I spent many a night at concerts. He worked for record labels, so we had free tickets to everything, and since we lived in Los Angeles and were college students with zero responsibilities, any night was a good night to catch a show. I think that’s one way that he won me over. I enjoyed music before I met him, but after a few months together, I loved it. That’s lasted to this day, and now it’s a part of me. I live and breathe music, new and old. So when I realized that it had been, oh, more than a year since our last show, I knew it was time to take action. I bought tickets to a few spring and summer shows. On weeknights. Dangerous territory for a couple with no paid sitters on standby. It just felt necessary, you know? I couldn’t stop thinking about how we used to do something that made us so happy and now we just didn’t. That’s the hardest thing about getting older, the way that things you love or people you’re close to just fade away in the busyness of life and responsibility.
There are things that I don’t do. Ride a bike, for one. Pack minimally. “Play things by ear.” Invite people over at the last minute without freaking out about the condition of my house. But all of a sudden I’m starting to feel the ticking of the clock. It just feels like this is the time. Like if there are things I never do, or wouldn’t do, or used to do but stopped, or am known not to do, this may be the time to turn that around. I still don’t feel settled in my skin. I feel like I can’t say for sure that I do or don’t enjoy something without giving it another real, honest try. So maybe this is the time to just start saying yes to everything. To stepping out on a limb and seeing if maybe the thirty-five year old me enjoys something that the twenty-year-old did not.
I am declaring this the summer of yes. We have no big trips on the horizon and a tight budget due to a pending home purchase. Perfect time to step outside my comfort zone on a smaller scale. I’m starting with the concerts. Maybe a family bike ride is up next…
*picture taken at last week’s AMAZING Broken Bells show. You know how pictures seem so much clearer and more artistic after you’ve had a few beers? Yeah, that!