I don’t know where this sory originated but I found inspiration in these two glasses of wine.

There will always be room for 2 Glasses Of Wine!

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 glasses of wine.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar
and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.

He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar.

He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.

Of course, the sand filled up everything else.

He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous ‘yes.’ The professor then produced two glasses of wine from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand.

The students laughed.

‘Now,’ said the professor, as the laughter subsided, ‘I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things; your family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions; things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

“The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your House, and your car. The sand is everything else; the small stuff. If you put the sand into the jar first, he continued, ‘there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.

The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you.

• Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
• Play with your children.
• Take time to get medical checkups.
• Take your partner out to dinner.
• Play another 18.

There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first; the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the wine represented.

The professor smiled. ‘I’m glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of glasses of wine with a friend!

I cannot attribute this story to anybody but would like to thank David from North West Arkansas SEO Strategies for sharing this on a private forum at Blogging Beginners

I’m creating this month’s Lifestyle Created Positivities video but in the meantime here is a slide show of the inspiring quotes for February.

I’m testing the Cooliris 3D Wall for future Lifestyle Created Positivities and I’m really pleased with the results.

If you click on the “Launch Cooliris” tag in the bottom right (it looks like two squares overlapping) you’ll open up the photos in a full screen mode. If you don’t already have the browser plugin to enable that you’ll be offered the download on that page. I highly recommend you download it and give it a go.

Not only will this slideshow look fantastic – so will all other images you get to see on the web.

I’d love to hear what you think.

I shared breakfast with a beautiful woman this morning.

I don’t know her name – even now.

We never spoke.

When I say “shared” breakfast what I mean is I watched her eat. Shortly afterwards she put on her makeup, in between making a few calls on her mobile.

I’d only first caught site of her.

And this is why I could never return to being a commuter!

… I had to go into London (the reason is unimportant) and rather than sit on traffic, pump out exhaust and pay an unsavoury “congestion charge” I decided it made more sense to take the train.

After buying part of the car park and the train (the cost before 9.30 am is beyond a joke) I found my way to a less crowded part of the platform and boarded the train. There were a few seats free and I sat on a 2 facing 2 area.

She followed me on to the train and sat opposite.

She was looking a little dishelvelled.

Within a minute the area of the  train where we were sitting had transformed itself into a kitchen!

First there was the banana. Not too bad. Then came the apple. Far to green and crunchy. How a good looking girl can think she is attractive making the row she did I just don’t know.

That was followed by the yogurt. At least a spoon was used but frankly the mess that was made she may have been better of using her fingers.

It was all washed down with a Starbucks coffee. You’d think they’d make those cardboard cups differently so they didn’t slurp every time they’re lifted to your lips.

By now I was seriously wishing I could move elsewhere but the train was now overloaded but at least it appearred breakfast was over.

What a delight then when out came the mobile dressing table. It wasn’t quite a full sixe mirrow but had the sun been shining there may well have been snipers taking pot shots at the train due to the flashes of light.

Out came the trowel and after an age mixing some creams the artist began her latest creation.

I really tried not to look but I was fascinated in not only how she could do what she was doing on a train that was bouncing along the tracks but also what was going through her mind.

There was no embarrassment – she was at times talking at the top of her voice to someone at the other end of the mobile phone giving them a running commentary on her make-over progress.

She clearly couldn’t care less about her fellow travellers – what they thought of her, the noise she made as she was eating, the fact the whole carriage could hear her conversation.

But after half an hour or so – she quitened down. Everything had been put away from whence it came. She was, in fact, looking stunning.

The train pulled in to London and the butterfly that had emerged from the dishevelled crysallis that got on the train less than hour ago went off to work to a place where nobody would believe the transformation I had witnessed.

Yes it was an eye-opener but I certainly wouldn’t want to go back to a daily commute, sharing a kitchen and bedroom like that everyday.

No, give me the relative boredom of a quick shuffle across the hallway to my home office any day – I just love the work from home lifestyle!