As an adult – how often do you factor in having fun? Adulting can be exhausting and I must say sometimes I just feel I don’t have the energy, time or motivation for fun. Then when I do actually have fun, I think to myself “why don’t I do this more often?”! I feel happy, light, relaxed, more connected and balanced. My worries and problems also lessen. In order to achieve balance in our lives and the way we feel about life, fun is an essential and important part of this process. What do they say? “all work and no play – makes for a very boring and dull life”. Who wants that? Not me. Ever. Never! I know life is hectic and often over scheduled. It can be hard to find time to schedule fun. Fun is however NOT overrated, so I suggest that part of the process of being kinder to yourselves is to not overlook making sure you have fun.
FUN can mean:
F – Fabulous, Family, Friends, Fine things, Finding yourself, Freedom, Funny, For no reason
U – Unplanned and Unedited!
N – Nice, Naughty!, Needs, Necessary
What fun looks like for me:
>Taking a drive to the beach by myself
>Walking along the beach or paddle boarding
>Catching up with a special friend for a quick drink and chat
>Booking an Airbnb place for a night somewhere
>Having a cocktail party – I’ve even had a “virtual” cocktail party during ISO
>A winery tour with friends (and transport!)
>Catching up with old friends for dinner
>Being creative and making something crafty
>Doing something new and even possibly scary! (the last part is optional!)
>Visiting all of our capital cities (I’m part way there!)
The sky’s the limit!
Fun doesn’t have to be expensive, complicated or require a huge amount of planning. Often it is the simple easy things that can be the most fun. Consciously plan fun. It doesn’t always happen otherwise.
Task:
>Write a description of what fun means for you?
>Jot down a list of activities that you consider would be great fun
>Beside your list of activities write a possible timeline when you could have this fun
>Now – go and have MORE FUN!

My from heart to yours. Iris May