The Best of 2014

That’s not a typo – I wrote it and you read it correctly.  The best of 2014.  Every year ends with a bazillion lists of the “Best Of (insert subject/topic/basically anything that can be listed)” for that year.  It’s a chance to look back and see what were the most incredible things of the year and enjoy them again for a moment.

What if we did it all year long?  I was strolling through West Hollywood this weekend with one of my best friends, as we do for coffee and catch up time, and we began joking about how each activity was “the BEST of the YEAR!” – essentially because it was the only time each of those activities had happened so far this year.  This was our best stroll of the year.  It was the best Saturday of the year.  It was the best time being in West Hollywood this year.  It’s possible we took it ludicrously far – as we have a tendency to do – and ended up at “the best time crossing this street this year” and “the best time looking through the window at people working out at the gym while we are not this year” and so on.

We laughed, well, giggled really, at ourselves.  Today though, it made me consider the benefits of this outlook slightly further.  What if we operated that way all year, instead of just to fill the time between Christmas and the new year?  According to the Internet and some people with too much free time, the first Monday of the new year is the most depressing day of the year.  They have a name for it – “Blue Monday.”  It just passed and now most adults are looking at a long stretch of the year with no official days off until Memorial Day.  The drunken days of St. Patrick’s Day and Cinco De Mayo don’t actually count as holidays for as many people as social media would suggest.

What to do until then?  Well, this ridiculous game we were playing about “the best of the year” suddenly feels like a fun challenge.  The goal should be to make each opportunity/day/event qualify as the best of the year.  Here in January, it should be easy to achieve, and provide a bit of amusement over declaring small things or silly outings “the best of the year.”  It can provide a little merriment to a trip to the grocery story or the gym if you can declare that savings or that workout “the best of the year.”  Then, as the year moves on, it can be a challenge to see what you have to do or achieve in order to declare a day “the best day of the year” or a week “the best week of the year” or a meal with friends “the best dinner of the year.”

Then suddenly, a bunch of things have happened, you’ve gotten a bunch of things done, and there have already been a ton of list-worthy highlights that have happened on the way to summertime setting you up for a second half of the year that has to be more than a little awesome in order to compete with the first half.

Yes, it’s silly.  Of course, it’s ridiculous, but that’s sort of the point – and the challenge.  I stood in line at Starbucks today and after my first sip declared out loud that this was “the best coffee I’ve had all year!” because it was.  It amused me for a few moments and then it was just the tiniest bit easier to dive in to the list of things I needed to accomplish today.  After which I said “this was my most productive day. Of. The. YEAR!”

If you’re as easily amused as I am, it’ll provide moments of whimsy and just maybe push you to find new and more exciting things to do in order to keep saying it.  People may think you’re crazy, but that just leads to more and more opportunities to say “this is the craziest thing I’ve done ALL YEAR!” Try it!

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