Last Saturday was one of those litmus days for what kind of person you are.
I woke up with Moishe and took him to the Chinese bakery for dim sum for breakfast and some gear from the hardware store for some home improvement projects. Then we came home and Sarah woke up, cobbled together something to eat and we munched, hung out, and I took the dogs for their walk. We then all took a nap in our big bed. We rolled out of bed around 4 or 4:30pm and went down to Mountain View for a friend’s birthday party with lots of other toddlers. Low key, and we rolled out of there after 3 or 4 hours, came back home and Sarah and I put Moishe to bed and watched a little tv while knitting. I think I played poker online and then we went to bed.
Every day can’t be like that or I’d go crazy from lack of accomplishment, but a few days later when I looked back on it, it was darn good. I caught one of my favorite cartoonists saying you should live each day as if it was your last, and I was reminded of the famous Japanese film, Afterlife that Sarah rented it a few years ago. "Afterlife" suggested that when people die they have to re-enact their favorite moment of life, film it, and that’s the only memory they take with them to eternity.
I thought that day would have made a pretty good Afterlife film.