Wallitner Weekly 18
Hello everyone!
A few of productive things happened this past week.
I went swimming! I floated a lazy river. I went on a fancy date with my fiancee. I also watched a lightning storm from the balcony and I got DRENCHED in the rain. Super productive vacation so far.
During one of the cloudy days I wrote another thirty seconds or so of music for my song of hope. The idea I am running with right now is having the choir sing things like “I have doubts, I have fear, I’ve felt sorrow, I’ve shed tears.” And then having soloists from within the choir sing “I have hope” in the middle of all of it. My goal is to symbolize how hope can blossom from nearly nothing, so it will start with just soloists, but by the end the whole choir will sing “I have hope”.
I’m still on a vacation!
I hope the next week will be more of the same, but better. We’ve had some loud neighbors in this hotel and some bad weather too. Good thing I brought my computer and don’t sleep very often haha. This next week I hope to be able to spend more time swimming and put-put golfing and less time hiding in the hotel room.
Money Can’t Buy Happiness.
I know that’s hard to hear from the guy on a two week vacation in Orlando, but hear me out. My definition of a good time is a movie and a cheap bottle of wine. The movie doesn’t even have to be good. My fiancee and I have gotten really good at heckling bad movies and making ourselves laugh. My mom wanted to go on this vacation to Orlando as a last adventure with her youngest son before he becomes a married man. And it has been SO stressful.
- This story goes on and I could list all of the inconveniences that amount to an overall unpleasant stay so far. But as I am typing this my fiancee got a phone call with some terrible news. And that speaks to the message of this story better than my complaining ever could.
I’ve written about how when you’re gigging in college, it’s just not a good time. But its worth it because of the people that you’re with. I think that might have been the first thing that I ever wrote about. But the other side to that coin is that every good story has conflict. And then those involved laugh when they tell the story later.
The ring I used to propose to the love of my life was made with the spring from a pen and had a pencil eraser for a diamond because the real one wasn’t delivered on time. It’s a great story now, but it was stressful at the time. We love that story, telling it makes us happy. My fiancee went on a vacation to visit her dad and on the way back the car broke down and I went on an impromptu road trip. Stressful at the time, but I learned a lot form the experience and it’s a good story.
This trip is starting to become one of those stories. A series of unfortunate events. When I started typing this, my mom realized she forgot her phone at her spot by the pool… on the other side of the resort. We’re in an eight story hotel and the elevator is out. It’s been a trip and a half so far.
What I am trying to say in all of this is that money can’t buy happiness, but MOMENTS can. We had plans to go to a murder mystery dinner tonight and dress all fancy. But in light of the recent news compounded by the lack of sleep and other stresses that have happened, we’ve got a cheap bottle of wine and a movie in mind.
No matter what happens, better or worse, for rich or for poor, as long as we all shall live. Money cannot buy you happiness. But moments with the ones you care about can. So like I have said many times before, be with those people. Time is something you can’t replace.
