I just realized I haven’t blogged in weeks. WEEKS people! Weeks.

Candidly, I’ve barely cooked, crafted or done anything aside from working, working, working since St. Patricks Day. Makes sense that the last thing I want to do when I log off at the end of the day is sit in front of my computer MORE.

My point. Hmm…what was my point? Oh yes, I remember. My new philosophy. So, in the spirit of full disclosure, I was humming the song “My New Philosophy” today as I was leaving a volunteer gig, to race home for the third meeting of the day. Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about balance, life, friendship, my unbalanced budget (the government ain’t got nothing on mine), as well as just taking time for myself.

So let me back up a bit. Yesterday was insane. Truthfully, the whole week has been insane, but yesterday? Oh my hell. I was busy. By the end of the day, I was “put a fork in me” done. DONE. I logged off of all things digital, I turned off my phone and just like Depeche Mode suggests, “Enjoyed the Silence.” I need downtime. I need alone time. I need time to sit and flip through my obscene stack of magazines. I need time to do nothing but play Candy Crush.

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Sometimes, I just need a new time out.

We all do this, this insane overscheduling thing. We all try to be “masters of time management.” At what cost? Are you missing moments? Are you an evil hosebeast? (That’s what happens to me.) Are you dabbling in a lot, but really not mastering anything? Maybe it’s time for a time out.

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So, back to this morning. I woke up, got out of bed, and hit the ground running. Client interaction before 7:30. Another client call at 8am. Volunteering at 9. Blah blah yackity smackity. It’s like this a lot. Running around trying to get to the next thing.

Frankly, I’m tired. No, I don’t have 2.5 children and a traditional job, but instead I have 2 dogs, a mortgage, and a new business, as well as many friends, volunteer gigs and hobbies. Sometimes I just don’t get to all of the things I want to get to. When I find that I don’t get to have alone magazine time, I get crabby. When it gets to be too long between visits with my best friend, I get grouchy. When I have my ass firmly planted in front of ┬ácomputer for 18 hours (Monday), I become downright heinous (or a hosebeast- 2 points if you get the reference.)

I feel that there needs to be a new reallocation of me. X amount of hours a week gardening. X amount of hours a week visiting with a variety of friends. X amount of time doing jack. Yep, I think I’m about to start my Silent Sundays thing I did a while back. A blissful day of selfish me time. Why? Because I can.

Some people thrive on insanity. Some people feel compelled to be social 24/7. Others need great amounts of time in the Chamber of Solitude. Me? I just need to balance this out a little bit.

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So what is my new philosophy? I wish I could say it was just to F*C% it all, but let’s face it, that’s not really my style. Ok, it’s my style after three Z Tejas margaritas (call me Gladys at that point), but it’s not just realistic. I’m happy to report that my life is pretty awesome, and I want to spend more time enjoying all of the parts of it. I just need to redefine boundaries- personal boundaries, professional boundaries, financial boundaries (unbalanced home budget is causing me to go INSANE), and just get back to the business of living. I want to do more of what I enjoy, and still kick ass at work.

 

Hmm…. so that new philosophy? Just try a little harder to do the things I love, when I want to do them. Say yes when it makes sense, say no when it doesn’t. Shut off my damn phone and computer once a week. Starting this Sunday. My day of silence.

 

So there you have it.