Having seen the show Old Hats, featuring actors/clowns Bill Irwin and
David Shiner and musician Shaina Taub and her band, today, I have come
to the conclusion that I don't laugh nearly enough.
Don't get me wrong--there are times when my kids crack me up. There are
times when a Facebook post just tickles me. On a day-to-day basis,
however, everything just seems to become so important, and our need to
accomplish and succeed so in our faces, that our earnestness tends to
take over our sense of humor. Food spilled on the table is less a
pratfall, and more a mess that will need to be cleaned. A child parading
around half-dressed after a shower is wasting time rather than creating
entertainment. Even job ads, whose requirements and compensation are
unrealistic enough to be chuckle-worthy instead elicit stress rather
than laughter.
Today, for two hours, I laughed at the ridiculous--physical gags,
silent (and not so silent) comments on our world, and just general
clowning around. I came out of the theater humming a little, with just a
little more spring in my step. It didn't last--before long, I was back
to the intensity of homework to do, and dinner to prepare, and routines
to enforce. But for those two hours, plus a little, I was reminded how
good it feels to laugh. So good that maybe, just maybe, I will start
building a more of that into my days.
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