It’s amazing how two months can crawl past and then disappear in blink. Time is a tricky beast one can’t possibly understand but I feel respectful of it. For one thing, you don’t negotiate with time. It’s not something personal, it happens to everyone and for those of us that have the privilege of choosing how we want to spend it, well I don’t know what else to say. Aren’t we lucky? I think it’s easy to forget that our world is not the world. It’s easy to get caught saying the word busy as if it’s a badge. Or perhaps even complaining about it as if we are victims. When really we hold so much freedom to choose how we want to spend our days.
Garrett and I have been talking about time management a lot the last few weeks. It’s an on-going conversation that lives and breathes and each time we circle back around to acknowledge it I find myself more thankful than before. I get to do life with someone who not only gets me, but wants to spend time the same way I do.
These days I am intentionally not using the word balance in my dialogue. It slips out from habit but I no longer keep it on the pedestal I once did. I realized for me that the idea of balance had become something negative. It felt like pass or fail. I was either living on the high wire of balance or I was falling flat on my face. I realized that one little word was creating a lot of stress in my head space. I found myself saying rhythm instead and in turn this little word began creating space to breathe. Rhythm is something that ebbs and flows and one wrong note doesn’t ruin the song, you just keep going and creating.
It’s been a full month with lots of changes. No matter how many times I tell myself I can’t do everything, the lesson always seems to resurface. It’s good practice to relearn how to do things well. Prioritizing is not one of my strengths, so naturally I have a love hate relationship with it. It’s all rather basic, but I keep reminding myself to do one thing at a time. I find the best results happen when I immediately reward myself with a cup of coffee or a mental high five because we’re all just living life one day at a time.
