When I retired from television three years ago, I hoped to relax and have nothing to do.
But I did have stuff to do. Lots of stuff. I was busier than ever. So, I decided last week that I would set out a day where I had absolutely nothing to do. Zero. Nada. That was my goal.
Today looks good. I have nothing to do. Absolutely nothing. What a great feeling. I don’t know where to put myself. But putting myself somewhere is doing something, so I better be careful.
I am home alone, right now. I am two weeks ahead on my weekly humor column. No bills to pay. We have no dog to walk. All my laundry has been folded and put away. I think I’ve done it. But I am a little bored.
“Dick, why don’t you read a book or watch a movie on TV?” you might say. But you see, if I read or watch movies then I am doing something. That’s been my way of avoiding what needs to get done. If I read a book when I have nothing to do, what will I do when I really have to do something and I don’t want to? I’m losing you, aren’t I? Don’t stop reading now. Do you have anything better to do?
I am so excited about this that I am going to brag about my situation. I’ll call one of my busiest friends. I know he’ll be jealous.
“Bob, it’s Dick. What are you doing?”
“Nothing, what about you?”
“Hey, that’s exactly what I’m doing. And I thought I was the only one who was that lucky.”
“Dick, when I say nothing, I don’t really mean nothing. I’m paying some bills, shopping online, doing some laundry, cleaning out the car and selling items on eBay so Cathy and I can donate more money to the homeless mission.”
“You call that nothing? That’s a lot of something. Don’t you know anything about nothing? I am really doing nothing. I mean absolutely nothing.”
“Do you want to come over here and do something together?”
“No, Bob, that’s the whole point. I don’t want to have anything to do with you.”
“Well, you don’t have to get nasty about it.”
I tried another friend…
“Mikki, it’s Dick. Guess what? I have nothing to do.”
“So, take a nap.”
“A nap? You consider a nap nothing? A good nap is a commitment. An actual event. A nap is not nothing. Trust me. If I were sleepy right now, a nap would be something to do. Geez, can’t I find one friend who knows something about nothing?”
I called my wife. She was out shopping. Doing something, of course. I decided to rub it in.
“Mary Ellen, it’s me. I wanted you to know I am home right now and I have absolutely nothing to do.”
“You’re home in a house that has several burnt-out light bulbs, a broken smoke detector, a dishwasher to be unloaded and a dirty litter box…and you say you have nothing to do? I’m glad you called. Get moving, time to get things done.
Boy, did that backfire. Now, all of a sudden I have like four things to do. I guess I better get started. After all, I have nothing else to do.
Television personality Dick Wolfsie writes columns for The Daily Reporter. Send comments to [email protected].
