Too Much To Do & Not Enough Done

This year has not started easy for me. Lots of work, tough work/life balance, health issues all around…
I have spent most of the time focusing on giving the best answer I could to what was happening and I must confess I somewhat lost sight of the big picture. I was not even really conscious that I had been working on auto-pilot.
If you read my blog, you have probably been able to guess something was going on as I did not issue a single post since my New Year’s wishes…

When you do your best, dealing with daily issues, your best soon turns out to be not enough, though! And this can’t be accepted.

All this time, I have been collecting images that were proposed to me on the web. Usually I don’t even look at them; but since the beginning of the year I had been saving some without even consciously knowing why.
Yesterday I had to clean & save the files on my hard-drive and found more than a dozen of these images, often with maxims included. They all sound very cliché but for me today they hold some truth. Truth I had forgotten.

4 examples:
If you wait for perfect conditions you’ll never get anything done.
Fall down seven times, get up eight.
What you think of me is none of my business.
Don’t take life so seriously: it’s not like you’re going to get out alive…

Not really supreme philosophy, as you see… but all very useful to shake me out of my current ‘drone’ state of mind. And after all before being able to comment Kant’s ‘Critique of Pure Reason’, you need to have covered the bases.

Your body knows what’s good for you and it usually sends you warnings.
That you almost never bother to listen to; but you should.
This time for me, beside telling me every morning I’m tired, my body collected pictures. That’s a first.

I eventually decided to listen.

So from now on, my priorities will not be set because of emergency, but because they fit my plans. Work and personal life are part of the same whole and have to be taken into account together coherently. I will make time in my agenda to be a real support for the ones closer to me. And in order to manage all that, I will dedicate actual (and non-negotiable) slots in my calendar for real me-time during which I will run more and run well.

Those are not new year’s resolution come in March. This is not wishful thinking.
This is me taking back control.