On finding time…

 

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Sometimes, you lose yourself amongst stuff happening in life. Work happens. Life happens. Before you know, It’s almost the end of the year, and you can honestly not account for half the months that have passed.

You then sit back, and ask yourself what the hell you’re doing with your life

And then you need to put on your big girl panties, be a bit of an ass with yourself, and just pull yourself toward yourself¬†(oh how zen and meditatey that sounds, says my inner voice… such a bitch she can be).

After realising I needed to start to get direction in my life, I actively decided to start making small changes to improve my life. Stuff like trying to correct work / life balance, spending time with my attention-depraved Scots and getting my house in order.

After realising I needed to start to get direction in my life, I decided to start making small changes to improve my life. Stuff like trying to correct work / life balance, spending time with my attention-depraved Scots and getting my house in order.

I started going to work earlier, and leaving when I needed to.

I’ve been going at it for about two weeks now, and I can definitely feel an improvement. The waking up super early thing isn’t easy, I’m not going to lie here (inner me shouts at me every morning (moaning?) when the¬†alarm goes off). But having some time at the end of my day where I can take the Scots for a walk, spend time cooking a decent meal, or just relax and read a magazine feels amazing. It just means that I have time to DO things.

My mood has also improved.

I’m definitely less frazzled, not constantly in a bad mood (the constant tiredness I will get used to, I hope) and I feel more in control. Which is brilliant. I also spend a lot less time in traffic, which sure as hell helps the mood a lot.

So now, I’m in the office by 6:30. I get down, do my job, get stuff done, and I am out by three. Look, if I need to stay longer every now and again, fine. Deadlines are deadlines, and stuff needs to get done. But if I leave by 3, I’m home by 3:45 and I can still do things… which is absolutely great.

So far, so good. I’m hoping I can truly get into this routine, and stick with it. It’s just making me find me again.

Next up, trying meditation.
(inner self just burst out snort-laughing… rolling on the ground and everything)

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