Inspired by Jenn's Facebook post:
Today, though there were nearly knee high weeds in my garden and it looks pretty awful, I did not pull them or lay down the cardboard I've been saving and mulch over them. I did not mow the backyard. I did not do the laundry. Instead, I reminded myself how unimportant those things are, and I did something super important: what I really, actually wanted to do. I went hiking.
In 20 years, I will be glad that I saw a neat-o ruin of an old mill. I will be glad that I got exercise. I will be glad that I got caught in a sudden rain storm. I will be glad that I hopped from rock to rock over a lovely little creek. I will be glad that I worked on my running form around a pond and saw people fishing from the bank. I will not give a rat's you-know-what that I did not pull those weeds.
