Has someone reduced the number of hours in a day and not told me? Maybe hours just aren’t 60 minutes long any more?
I’m having a minor crisis which is all to do with time management, catalysed by the recognition I’m eating all my meals about three hours late and if it keeps on this way I’ll be having Sunday lunch for Monday breakfast.
It’s not the food I’m worried about. If I stop eating now I could be down to my target weight by Easter Sunday (not to mention dead); it’s that I simply have more to do than time to do it in. Now this ain’t a post about time management because Mark Forster does that a whole lot better than I do; besides which I know what I need to do. Just don’t want to do it. Loving it all too much, you see.
I designated 2007 the year of the F word…which became known as the Marion Way.
The Marion Way was focus.
2008 is not the Marion Way. 2008 is the jump-in-want-it-all-adrenalin-rush-action-packed-fun year. It might not be the right way and if I’m wrong I’ll back-pedal and take the other road. And though I’m having a minor crisis about time, I’d rather find a way to fit in everything rather than giving something up. I’ve already put a couple of projects to one side that can wait, that will have to wait but I want to play with the rest!
Brings to mind a child on Christmas day trying to play with all his toys at once but come on, you wouldn’t really take them off him, would you?
What I really wanted this post to be was a breathing space. A few minutes when I don’t yield to the pressure (coming from within) of ticking everything off the to-do list, the one I haven’t got around to writing yet…
I wanted to sit back, pause for lunch (it is past 4pm you know) and say thanks to the universe for all its bounty which seems to have doubled or tripled already in the first week of 2008.
Excitement. Opportunity. Bare-arsed Fun. Wanting it all and laughing in the face of failure and adversity.
It’s a funny thing but the more I ask for, knowing that neither failure nor a negative response will harm me, the more yes’s I’m getting. This is what I want for my Abundant Coaches by the way. To up the ante, face the knocks, try a bit more, stretch a little further, go out on a limb. And see what happens.
What about you? Focus or spreading yourself thin this year?
Will I regret it? Will I be burnt out by March? Let’s see.