This morning, I carved out time to do something for me. I did a simple 3 mile walk- mostly to shake the cobwebs out of my head, but also to MOVE a bit. Lately, my days have been feeling fuller than normal, mostly due to my own scheduling idiocracy.

busy

As I was walking, I was thinking. Sometimes, I don’t listen to music because I want to be able to just fall into my thoughts and plan out the day. (Or sometimes I can’t wear ear buds due to my stupid ear infection…I digress.) I started thinking about the word “Busy.”

We all are given the exact same 24 hours in a day. How we choose to fill them is up to us. I know that I try to shove a bunch of “stuff” in each day, but that’s my choice.

My point? I’m so tired of the word “busy.”

Busy: adjective

: actively doing something

: full of activity or work

: full of people or things

No shit, we are all busy.

We all have jobs, families, responsibilities out the wazoo.

It’s called life. We have to live it. We have to do what we need to do to get through the day, pay the bills, and wake up each morning.

I’ve noticed that people tend to get in a “busy” pissing match. You mention that you have some commitment keeping you tied up; the other person tells you how they have two commitments that are exhausting them; you feel the need to show them that hey, you’re exhausted, too, because you’re actually doing even one more thing you forgot to mention before; and so on. Dear God, stop the insanity.

The more I think about it, I think that there is a solution at hand:

• Say no once in a while. No is a hard, dirty word, but it comes in handy once in a while.
• Pick your busy.
• Don’t get caught up in the “I must do everything humanly possible within the course of one day”.
• If you do choose to shove every waking minute filled with activity, and those around you with stuff, don’t play the martyr.

Or,

Just do what makes you happy, and quit playing the competitive game. Perhaps this is less about busy and more about a desire just be content with your own stuff, rather than trying to compare yourselves to others. Embrace what you have, and make the best of it.

My second grade teacher, Miss Maslij, used to say this to us over and over “what you have is best for you.”

Perhaps, the busy is best for us, and we just need to mind our own business? Either way, I’ll probably kick you in the balls today if I hear one more person sigh and say “I’m so busy.”