Have you ever stopped and wondered where all the fun went. It seems for some of us their motto is “don’t take life to serious”, for others there was a turning point from fun to serious. Life goes from being an adventure to being a chore. Yes that sounds a little dramatic but where is the balance, when did things start getting so serious. This is another question put to me by my coaches Helen and Paul. When did the fun stop and being so serious start?
This question has been buzzing around in my mind for a few weeks and it is a hard one to pinpoint. One difficulty I have been finding on myjourney is that my memory could be better. Digging into the past to find a reason for things is limiting. However I still try and the more I talk the more remember, but I digress.
Digging back as far as I can go I seem to have always been serious. As a kid I was always quiet and as I grew up I had a serious step dad and my mum and sister took a large amount of the attention. Although these things don’t trigger any reason I would have stopped having fun.
My only thoughts could have been when money and career started to become my main focus. There was a point when I went from having just enough money to saving as much as I could. I feel that as the saving amount got bigger the drive to make it bigger increased and I didn’t want to touch it. In fact I accrued almost 16 weeks of annual leave at work as I didn’t take holidays.
So I am wondering if the attitude of having fun cost money has developed and as I don’t like spending money on having fun, life turned serious. The thought pattern of “save for your future” or “pay off the house”. This is probably why they say balance is required.
This kind of leads me to the thoughts that fun things are unproductive, there is to much more important things to do, like finish this website or tidy the house. Fun needs to be made important.
The other trigger that may have caused it could be a fear of judgement. Letting your hair down and relaxing means you are out of control and I have always been seen as in control. The very opposite to my sister, although she is good now. She was the rebellious one and I was the straight one eighty. For some reason I feel that I need to continue being in control.
This question is a hard one to answer. Maybe the real question should be what is wrong with having a bit of fun? Maybe following people’s motto of “don’t take life too seriously” could be modified to don’t take life to seriously all the time. It is all about balance I guess.