do you live with abandon?

I've done plenty of stupid shit, does that count?

For the most part, I'm pretty calculating and plan everything in excruciating detail. For better or worse, I married a woman that is exactly the opposite. We tend to drive each other nuts; but it seems to work (usually). She makes me stop and smell the roses, I ensure that it is possible.

I take risks and do things that would appear to be wild. Generally, there is a fair degree of thought and risk assessment that might not be obvious.

 

I used to live care free, but I havent in a while. I remember what it was like to be that way and it was awesome. I canged once my daughter was born. maybe i shouldnt have?? who knows, but after some conversation with someone, i will proablly start living like that again. it might be good for me.
my wife on the other hand has just always gone with the flow of things with me

 

I think it has to be a balance.

Take chances, make mistakes and get messy is a good way to live, but it can also be a recipe for disaster.

 

I use to, before I got married and had kids. I had lots of fun, but really I was a mess. I wouldn't go back to those days even if you paid me. I really try to be laid back and go with the flow of things, outside of my parenting.

 

Abandon? No.
Calculated risk taking? Yes.
It's my husband's job to take giant leaps and think with his head and heart at the same time.
I don't have that capability. I savor things a lot. I also freak out... a lot.
I can't function in abandon-land.

 

As I've grown older, I've found it much harder to live with abandon. It's not so much the age, it's more a question of increasing responsibility. When I was single and in my 20s, I only had to answer to myself, so it was much easier.

After marrying, I had a responsibility to my wife. Then my daughter came along, and I had a responsibility to her. I think children make a huge difference, because you want to be a role model to them. And, if you're gonna talk the talk, you damn well have to walk the walk.

When my wife lost her job 10 years ago, I became the sole wage earner and I felt even more responsibility. And, in my work life, the responsibility has grown as my career has advanced. I feel a need to set a professional example to my direct reports and my co-workers because of my position.

So, the concept of living with abandon is more of an image of my past, receding in the rear view mirror. Perhaps, I'll have the chance to recapture it someday....

 

I grew up sort of flying by the seat of my pants. My family was impulsive (not in a bad way) and it was great.

I don't have the same kind of disposable income to live the way I grew up. I'm ok with that. It's not as fun, but it makes me feel secure. So, there's that.

 

I wish I did more 'living with abandon'. I follow people's blogs on-line who are doing that. And it is good to see that it isn't always perfect, but it is much more interesting than my life. Could I live on a sail boat and cruise around Europe, South America, and North America? Could I backpack and travel the world? Could I go on 1,000 mile no-gas adventures? Yes, but I would worry about the money running out at some point and the problem with relationships. Not that I don't have the same problems with my life in the 9-5 job world however...

 

Live for the moment (as long as you're not hurting anyone's feelings)

You can always make more money but you never can make more time or opportunities

 

No, it's not in my nature. I've always had my seconds thoughts first (even though that didn't always stop me from doing risky & stupid things).

The people I've known who were truly adventureous were also boom-or-bust. When they succeeded they were flush, when they failed they were totally bust. I personally don't know of anyone who blindly followed their passions and made a go of it.

 

Bob Franke? I wouldn't call him "cheesy", but I can imagine a Christian station playing his music.

 

Most of my life has been spent with thoughtful consideration and organization, taking into account myself and others in my various families. However, after loving that bipolar dude for 7-10 years, my life included lots of carefree livin with nary a care, things were fab! Hedonism was the norm, and I liked it, bringing everyone along to have fun! It came to an end not abruptly, but slowly over time as often happens with love. However, add a shot of bipolar and it ends in flames as hot as it started. Ive spent the last year nursing those charred 3rd degree burns. It feels good to breathe again.