I saw this quote on Pinterest tonight.
“Stop the glorification of busy.”
I adore it.
I feel like I am so busy, all the time. Someone asks me to do something, “I’m sorry. I’m busy that night.”
What am I busy doing? Probably the dishes, or laundry, exercising, or even painting my nails. I am rarely ever actually that busy.
Before I met J, I worked somewhere between 2 to 5 jobs. I was working all the time, I rarely had time to be bored. Now that I only work until five, I am discovering I have much free time. Sometimes an overabundance of free time.
J keeps telling me to just slow down. To enjoy my free time.
I find that so hard to do. I don’t know when the last time I watched a movie to TV show at home without doing something else. I am either on my phone, laptop, writing, etc.
I feel like this weekend I did a good job of relaxing, of not watching the clock. I went to bed when I was tired, instead of when it was a specific time. I ate when I was hungry, I did what I felt like doing. I hope to continue this on during the week, only more responsibly considering I have a job to think of.
I just need to listen to J and slow down. Enjoy each moment as it comes.
“If you’re always racing to the next moment, what happens to the one you’re in?”