Today my truck broke down in front of somebody’s house. He came out and invited me to hang out in his garage until my new wheels got there, and I sat down where his dad used to sit. Thus began my tour of duty as the unwitting grief counselor. I was subtly checking the time on my phone and thinking about how late I was while also listening to the little voice telling me I’m right where I need to be.
The funny thing was, he later told me that everyone keeps calling him for jobs and he can’t take them because he’s too busy. I tell him “I’m pretty sure we called you for a job too and you were busy.” Meanwhile I’m thinking about how every time I drive by there, he’s sitting in the lawn chair in the garage watching me go. “Busy.”
And I’m having days where I go “Hmm, eating, sleeping or showering, which one is going to go by the wayside today?” You have to rotate those you know, because not eating saves time but only for so long before your energy and thinking tank and cost you time, same with sleep, and showering well, it’s getting pretty non-negotiable in the summer. There are even people who have jobs and kids at the same time! But this guy thinks he’s busy.
So setting the martyr attitude aside, we are all as busy as we want to be. We said yes to all the things we are doing, and this guy said no. What a concept right? Some of us are people pleasers so we don’t say no. There is Motherwort for that. Some of us just get overexcited about good ideas and take everything head on (me). We don’t say no to the good in order to protect the best. There’s Purple Archangel for that.
How about we all just agree that busy is relative, and we stop judging each other as too busy or not busy enough? I’ve come to terms that busy is just who I am. As soon as I get something off my plate, I add some other awesome thing. I have zero trouble getting up in the morning because I am enthused about everything I’m doing. However, I don’t like when I don’t have margin, and it’s usually too late when I find out I don’t.
"How about we all just agree that busy is relative, and we stop judging each other as too busy or not busy enough?"
I’ll tell you a secret. I used to have this blend called “Slow Down.” It was a great blend designed to help type A’s cool their jets and actually relax. It sold poorly, meanwhile M&M (helps you do more faster) was and is the top seller. Nobody wants to “slow down” so I renamed it. If you have trouble doing less and winding down, you can find it as the exact same formula, now called “Stress Less.”
So, blessings on your busyness, and may you be only as busy as you want to be 🙂
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