I’ve been meaning to write this post for a long time, but there are about a million other things I should/could/need to do and a million others that I’ve been doing. And so it has waited patiently on my to-do list for far too long.
Why do I do this, why does anyone put off things that should be done? For me, it’s because these are the tasks I see as “nice to do” instead of essential. When I have so many other things that demand my attention – kids, spouse, animals, work duties with hard deadlines – the “sometime this month” tasks become “sometime this quarter”.
The other day I was talking to someone about how busy I am and she replied, “We’re all busy”. Her comment has been on my mind since. Being busy is an excuse without any weight behind it. I either value what I am doing or I don’t. If I value something, see it as important, I will find the time to get it done.
After feeling reprimanded by the comment, I’ve decided to see my life as full – not busy. I choose what I put into my full life. Today I choose to take the time to write because it’s important.