Do you ever feel like you’re just wasting time?
I do so much. I get up between 4:45 and 5 each day, do yoga with Bill, shower, get ready, wake Maddie, make a smoothie, pack my lunch, snuggle Maddie, get dressed and drive an hour to work. Work. Drive an hour home, dishes, dinner, dishes, snuggle my family, pack my lunch, wash my face and go to bed by 10.
And maintain a nine year marriage, social life and rocking body in there.
The tiny bits of time where I’m not doing all those things I just want to SLEEP. Zone out. Shut my brain off. But I have a four year old daughter that has no ‘off’ switch. Unfortunately, I don’t think I’m taking advantage of that. I do find ways to relax – twitter, facebook, pinterest – but as much as I love you guys, nothing beats the love of my family. I have to learn to shut you off. Put down my phone, the iPad, my laptop. Run around and be absolutely stupid with Maddie.
The thing is, for as put together as I may (or may not, depending what you think of me) seem, I’m a terrible procrastinator. “It’ll be ok, I can get that done tomorrow.” “On Friday.” “Next week.” Every day I get home and think, “it’s ok, you worked hard today, take a night to just relax.” Same thing the next day. “Eh, you can go do that next weekend.” And finances or events happen or the weather changes or stupid DST, there’s always an excuse.
But who knows what will happen next week. What about right now? This very moment is the only one I’m guaranteed.
Ironically, I just spent the past 45 minutes writing this on an iPad. It’s ok, I’ll start making changes tomorrow.