As we draw closer to the official sale of our home and then the purchase of our new home, I am star-struck by the chaos of it all, in a deer-in-the-headlights sort of way.
And realize, I need better routines.
Why? Because the ones I had before all this *change* have not stood up to the test of anomalies in my life.
After a couple of unpredictable hurdles, my routines have weakened and some even fallen by the way side. Which means they’re less help anymore.
Good routines and habits are the way to sanity for me and for many high-performing folks. Some of my friends try to refer to me as organized. But I know that’s not quite true. I’m not as organized as it is that I constantly seek organization. I am in constant pursuit of it; continually studying to find a better way.
Why? Because I haven’t found it yet. And because without a good sense of direction, I waffle in the wind. And I have trouble remembering things. Habits help me get stuff done so I don’t have to remember anymore. It just happens. Routines help me do more than the average bear. All the pursuit and studying means I have lots of ideas I can share to help others, but not that I’ve found the perfect balance personally.
For now, I find myself finishing many anomalous deeds, but also in need of adding others to my already full schedule. But when ever I pick up a ball here or there to add to my juggling act, it seems a few must be dropped to wait on the ground.
So I need to slow down and meditate for a bit on the matter.
To let myself visualize the parts of my days, weeks, and the hats that I wear in life.
To imagine how the pieces can fit together again, only this time with the new pieces flung into the mix.
There are times I think a 3D computer model might actually be useful to map out facets and aspects, and help me write a new program for my day.
There are only so many waking hours. And today I gave several away to others without return.
Having time for others is important, but where do you give and when?
I am beginning to wonder if I should have taken some “vacation” time off from some of my usual duties while handling such larger than life changes.
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This is something I am still trying to get a handle on. Let me know if you figure it out!