It’s finally Friday and up until today, this week has been a whirlwind of not knowing what day it was accompanied by the lack of understanding how the days could already possibly be over so quickly. I had several events that kept me out of the office, when I needed to be at my desk dissecting a spreadsheet containing all the invites for my next major event. By the time I was getting out of the office, getting what I needed from the grocery store, had dinner, showered, and situated it was 10 p.m. and I was “tide”. Hence, only two posts this week.
It didn’t dawn on me how quickly I’m moving through life (we are really already in the fifth month of 2016, for real) until I ran into my cousin in Target. It was so bad that I hardly let my cart come to a stop when I saw her. She asked how I was doing and I replied “Good! You know… just working” all while pushing past her to unload my items onto the register and get out of there. She stood still for a good 20 seconds observing me in awe before replying “Dang girl you’re always rushing”. I finally looked up feeling slightly ashamed thinking to myself “I really don’t know why I’m rushing”.
It jarred me to notice how much I chose to live my life in a state of pointless rush. Why was I rushing? It was 6 p.m. on a weeknight. Target wasn’t about to close, I didn’t have kids to pick-up from daycare or anywhere to be. I was rushing because that’s what I’ve turned my life into. Getting in and getting out, trying to maximize what I could do in minimal timing. It’s so bad that I become annoyed when others aren’t rushing.
I couldn’t help but reflect on what else in life I was rushing. The answer is, likely everything. Rushing conversations, quality time with people I care for, the enjoyment of the food I’m eating; ev-er-ry-thing. The reality of it is, I’m missing many tiny moments of joy because I’m failing to recognize them; failing to appreciate them. What I need to do will still be there waiting for me if I happen to fall a day behind.
Seeing as we’re almost halfway through 2016, it seems as though the days don’t contain enough hours. Particularly for someone juggling multiple responsibilities and working towards a greater goal. I love what I do, I love to get things done, and I’m excited to see what will come from my persistence. What I don’t want is to go through life in a whirlwind, spending all my time running with my head to the ground forgetting to look up. So this weekend I’m going to take some time to slow down. Enjoy an early cup of coffee outdoors paying special attention to the breeze, quality time with my sister and nephews without giving my phone any attention, and some diligent time on this laptop to give you guys some great content next week.
Enjoy your weekend! xx
