Yesterday I was working on a creative project. A project that was supposed to take about 20 minutes. Cut to 3 hours later…

 

A lot of my life feels like a time-suck. The simplest tasks seem to take forever, and don’t even get me started on the big tasks. As in – I don’t get me started on those, so they never get done. Instead, the small jobs often consume me.

 

I know life is in the details, but sometimes the details are a drag. There’s no way around them, and there’s no climbing over them. And due to societal “norms” – whatever that means – a gal isn’t allowed to take a torch to the danged details and reduce them to cinders. No. One must get through it all.

 

I know some of you have holiday to-do lists about a mile long. And maybe, like me, you find yourself feeling a bit frazzled. Well, you may not like this, but each day is what we make it. I mean, I can respond poorly to the details, or I can muddle through with a smile in my heart (if not on my face). As the old Salvation Army bell-ringer said to me just yesterday, “Whether or not this is a good holiday begins with me.” After talking with him and listening to much of his life’s story (loss and survival), I think he’s right. And if that dude can make it, so can I. If I don’t finish a personal project, so be it. Besides, why spend all my time worrying when I could just set aside a dedicated worry window and get it out then?

 

There are a few more weeks left in this year. Do I really want to spend them beating myself up (and, likely, everyone around me)? No. I do not. I may not have all the time in the world to get things done, but I do have today to do what I can. So today I’m telling myself it’s enough. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

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