When I was much younger and working 60 hours a day — or sometimes it felt that way) it becomes a very easy thing to find one’s self in a rut.

The monotonous routine of surviving today’s problematic lifestyles leaves us only long enough to have it ascend again the next day with the same promise of more of the same and the only hope of relief of a better tomorrow is always just a day away.

We all have to work if we expect to survive — and that includes even us seniors — but it’s our attitude toward the way we start our day that controls how the day will eventually end.

I have worked in those jobs where it really was hard to get up that morning knowing that no matter what I did it still made one physically and emotionally ill. I have found out that money, no matter the amount, is not the cure for a better life style.

It would seem then that one needs to find a solution to break up the doldrums of everyday living.

For this senior finding the joy of living for me is finding that purpose in life the fulfillment in being human. After all these years I’m finding the secret of what it means to be truly human.

Being a senior I have the privilege and the time of taking several hours a day just to visit some of my closest friends.

Let me tell you what my days are about. Last Wednesday I start out at about 8 a.m. and finished around noon. At one establishment upon leaving I always express my feelings by saying “love you all” as I leave the response always is “love you too.” They have become my sisters and brothers and as such we treat each other with the greatest respect.

Personally, I think I have the best job one could have. It may not pay the bills but the rewards far outweigh any monetary gain.

So where am I going with this? There is always going to be that rut in the road whether you’re young or in your senior years.

When I was much younger I would see senior citizens doing the something as what I do today. I answer the same question every day when I go out for a daily visit regardless of my real feelings. Why? I want to be like the “Young Rascals” singing “Groovin’ on a Sunday Afternoon”

Take at least one day and “chill out.” I want to help others change their ruts into grooves, when living my friends having a smile on my face and a “how do you do” attitude.

I listen to others who are also having a “bad hair day” or maybe offer a “shoulder to lean on” or find a couple of bags of sand with some instructions on filling life’s potholes.

I attended church on last Sunday and worship with others of like beliefs. (Humbling oneself is required if we are to get along in life) There are my daily chores that still have to be done.

Just because I don’t report to anyone for work other than my wife doesn’t mean I don’t have a full time job, just keeping us alive is a full time job.

So if you ever find yourself feeling like you’re down in a rut try changing your attitude and try “groovin” on a Sunday afternoon and if you don’t like “groovin” on Sunday afternoons, pick out a day say, Monday and chill out with me for a while.

Nicholas Harmon is a Walton County resident and a correspondent for The Walton Tribune. Online: nicholasharmoncolumnist.com.

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