My friend Silvia used to be a career counselor, and a few years back she taught our book group a little exercise, which was to draw our lives as pie charts.[4] We were sitting at dinner, and after the exercise everyone helped themselves to more wine and the conversation turned to genuinely important topics, like who among the women we know had gotten breast implants[5]. I, however, was unable to think about breasts because my pie chart was so disturbing. Why? Basically my life consisted of three segments: kids, work, and sleep.
Let’s leave the husband out[6] of it for a minute. And showering and watching silly people do silly things on YouTube, each of which gets a little bit of my time on any given day. Where was gardening, which is one of my favorite activities in the world? And reading, also one of the favorites? And what about friends?!?
That last one was the killer[7]. I may not spend enough time with my husband (no, we do not have “date nights,” as couples with great marriages are apparently supposed to), but at least I see him every day. And in the giant portion of my pie chart that is sleep, he’s right next to me. I can live with limiting my reading to bedtime, because falling asleep with the help of a book—which I do nearly every night, after about 10 minutes’ effort—seems better than falling asleep with the help of Ambien[8]. Even gardening is something I can neglect. As much as it pains me to watch the skimmia[9] in the front flower bed turn ever yellower because I mistakenly planted it in full sun, I know I can make a decision to do nothing about it and the only price I will pay is that of having to start over again.
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