Taking Time

“Don’t say you don’t have enough time. You have exactly the same number of hours per day that were given to Helen Keller, Pasteur, Michaelangelo, Mother Teresa, Leonardo da Vinci, Thomas Jefferson, and Albert Einstein.”

 H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah – But I sincerely doubt that Helen Keller did her own laundry and I’d be willing to bet that none of them filed their own income taxes.  But I get the general drift.  We all get a choice of how we want to spend our alloted 24 hours.  I can choose to watch the newest episode of Desperate Houswives or I can save the world.  I get it.  I prefer to think of it as choosing to replenish my batteries so that I can go save the world, or at least give it a college try.

To that end I took some time off this week.  There is a large part of my brain that is still arguing that I shouldn’t have and I am deeply in the weeds (a waitress term for being so busy you may never catch up!) but it was worth it.  10 years from now I will not remember the deadlines that I am stressing to catch up on.  But I will remember going to Disneyland last Friday and seeing the look on my little loves face as the Indian Jones ride came to a halt and he said “That scared me!” and then grinned from ear to ear. 

And I will remember spending time with my mother and enjoying her company, but I won’t remember not cleaning my toilets while she was here.  I will more than likely remember having my women friends over for a ladies night and I will more than likely forget the sleepless night of work that made it possible to take the time off.

I’m learning to prioritize and put things in perspective. Family comes first.  As my good friend Sandra frequently reminds me, “Isn’t that the reason we made the decision to work from home in the first place?”  I’m tired but all in all this has been a good week.