The beginning of August always sends me to a million places. I mourn summer and clearly there is almost two months left.I start to panic about, well my lists, I guess, fitting it all in.
I’ve adopted a motto for down time. I avoid planning, probably when I need it most. I go to bed when I want, which means hubby has to wake me from the couch. I get up when I want, which means with the sun. If I sleep past seven it’s a win. I stay outside when it’s hot, read when it’s not. I eat when I’m hungry, feed the family including pets at five.
The ducks don’t always get in a row. Denial of time, gets me through. My husband will prompt me with, ” What are you doing today?” and I generalize. I have mini mind celebrations when I do something that has been on my mind. The have to’s are always done by the end of my second coffee. Come what may for the rest of the day.
The day starts, the day ends. That never changes! What is in the belly of your day? Do you procrastinate as many of us do? You are responsible for you. You are accountable to yourself, your successes and failures are all yours. When you don’t get it right, it’s natural to make excuses, but at the end of the day you know why it went the way it did. So make changes, do what needs to be done. Don’t wait.
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