The word "practical" has kind of gotten a bad name, implying a certain dourness, a life lacking in purple. We tend to more admire life writ-large: the risk-taker, the idealist, the artiste.
with rare exceptions such as my irrationally exuberant doting over my
sweet doggie Einstein, I've stubbornly remained practical in my career,
writing, and personal life. I make the case for the boring, practical life in my PsychologyToday.com article today.