Nearly every sunny weekend on Lake Washington, I see this guy. Around our house, we call him “relaxing dinghy guy”. Just a man and his boat. While other guys circle the bay, zooming past in their fast boats, pulling screaming children on inner tubes or blasting music from state-of-the-art speakers, this guy doesn’t need all that to enjoy the lake. While cigarette boats rumble past and big yachts cut intimidating wakes through the chop, this guy just smiles.
I’d wager that if you measured everyone out on the lake with a relax-o-meter, this guy would top the scale. He just looks happy. Often he’ll raise his coozy-covered can of beer and smile as he putters by, enjoying the splash of sun on his face, wiggling his feet over the boat’s sidewall.
Just the sight of relaxing dinghy guy out on the water reminds me to take it easy, to slow down. I’m too often in a hurry, trying to tick things off an ever-growing list. I’ve become a multi-tasker, doing five things at once and not necessarily mastering any one of them. This time of year I start to miss the immediacy of the ski hill for more reasons than just the snow. The mountains make me slow down.
Haven’t we all become just a little too busy?
Next time I find myself knee-deep in busy-ness, I’m going to remember relaxing dingy guy. He’s probably out there somewhere, dangling his toes into the cool lake, sipping on a Pabst Blue Ribbon and smiling that beatific smile. I’ll try to be more like him.
What about you? Is multitasking overated?
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