Life: 34.02% Complete
I’ve been using the personalized Google homepage for about six months or so now, and still find it wonderfully addictive. It is a far cry above the crappy portal pages that MSN and Yahoo provide (complete with giant and annoying banner ads), plus not to mention how customizable it is.
The portal works by logging into your gMail account (still in beta, but free signup via cell phone text message) and adding content to your page in the form of “Gadgets.” These are little applets that can be moved anywhere on your Google home page that cover just about everything from RSS Feeds like Digg.com or syndicated news feeds, Google Reader, Google Calendar (awesome), Traffic Reports, Weather, as well as hundreds of other gadgets.
I recently stumbled across one called “Status”, as ominous and vague as that sounds. It’s basically a little graph that shows you the various states of things and the percentages at which they are to completion: Day, Work Week, Month, Year, and Life.
The applet I liked in many aspects (especially Work Week), but the “Life” one just bothers me something fierce. You basically set up the Gadget to your best guessed life expectancy and year you were born, and it will calculate what percentage of your life has gone by.
Mine is at 34.02% complete, with a life expectancy of 85. My grandfather died at 75 due to fighting prostate cancer and heart problems, so I don’t expect to live much longer than he did being that sort of thing is genetic.
So.. 34.02%. In ways it scares the hell out of me by putting those horrible thoughts of “Dear God, what have I done with my life?” I’m way past the “quarter life crisis” of my mid-20s, and turning 30 next year is putting me in the frame of mind that I need to stop being reckless and make better decisions in my life.
I’m on a path to a better future, but it’s damn hard I tell ya. Moving here certainly has changed things for the better, but I’m only getting started. I’m almost out of debt, and starting to save up to get my car fixed (finally).
I’m trying to start out the next decade of my life by being a responsible adult person. I’ve taken enough risks and had enough poor judgment to let me know that I can’t live my life day-to-day anymore; that every decision I make has become all the more important in affecting my own future.
Getting older is great, but it still sucks just a little bit. Just a little.
*Note: I added the grim reaper into the picture, but otherwise this is right off my portal page.
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