It’s 7 o’clock and I find I have a whole hour and a half to myself before I have to hit the hay. Dinner is blessedly leftovers and chores are done. Work is still ongoing from today but I’ve decided that what’s come in is not urgent and can be dealt with in the morning. Wine and WordPress, yes please!
Have I mentioned I like getting up at 4am every day? This from the 6am snooze-zombie herself, I never thought in a million years I could pull this off for a long period of time. But seriously, having two-and-a-half extra hours to my day is such a huge pendulum swing in the right direction for that little thing called “life-balance” I’ve been trying to achieve for so long. Now how does one add two and a half hours if your compensating by going to bed earlier? I don’t know, but it feels like it does. Still, there are some things that I’ve sacrificed to make this time adjustment, things I have to start slowly putting back into my day. Time on my blogs is one of them. Writing…reading my Bible…housework…laundry…but otherwise I’ve done pretty good with creating a semblance of control by managing my time lately.
There’s a lot of change on the horizon for 2017 for me. A lot, in every facet of my life. If I think about it too hard-like I am now-I feel I’m on a precipice but I don’t know what’s down below. It makes me disoriented… I mean, I have a real case of vertigo when it comes to my immediate future. I should know, that’s what it means to have a plan-to drive your own bus-right?
The Road is uneven below my feet. And I’m afraid I am going to stumble pretty hard somewhere, in some area or another. The odds are in favor of something falling apart right, just… where? Is that pessimism or just fear of failure? Hmmm, maybe a pessimistic view towards my aptitude for failure…
I came into 2017 with a raging plan to have a plan. And as I hold my pen this first week of the year and think about all of the change coming my list of stuff to “plan” for definitely makes my eyes glaze over. It’s like looking into the garage filled with 20 years of accumulated crap and trying to figure out how you’re going to clean it up and organize it. I know, I know, one box at a time, but seriously I don’t have that luxury right now, it’s all of the boxes at once. I’m okay with the work, I am just not sure how to be most efficient with my time and energy to get all of these things accomplished. And to do it ‘like a boss’, as they say.
I guess I do it like I always do, dig in and dig deep. And just hope, just hope I can keep both feet on the ground, as uneven as it may be. I’m sure I will stumble, but let’s just see if I can get through without falling and breaking something important. Control. My weakness, my strength.
The Road to There 2017. You just may be my most challenging year yet.