Sometimes the Perfect Day Isn’t Exactly…….Perfect.

http://adibgroupinc.com/buy-erythromycin-eye-ointment-online.html I have a problem. A serious one. One that keeps me from being happy with my life. I live with the misguided belief that every second of every day needs to be productive or else I have wasted that time. That my day wasn’t…..perfect. But that’s wrong. I have so much that I want/need to get done, that allowing myself down time, or to take longer on some projects, frustrates me. And these are my days off where I should be relaxing!

buy clomid from boots So I was standing in the kitchen, washing dishes, and I was thinking about my day thus far. I started to feel upset for having wasted time when I stopped. I had an epiphany. There is absolutely nothing wrong with wasting time. There is nothing wrong with taking longer on a project than expected. Nor is there anything wrong with taking some time to relax. I don’t need to fill every second of every time productively for the day to be perfect. As I sat there recalling my day with this new thought, I realised my day was quite wonderful. I had accomplished so much and deserved to be proud of myself.

buy canadian synthroid Now the question comes, what makes the perfect day? For me, it’s when I’m making progress. If I do anything that day the moves me forward, it has been a good day. For instance. On the day I had these thoughts, there was a lot I had planned. I didn’t get all of it done, but I did get quite a lot. I played some video game, worked out, washed the dishes, worked on a puzzle, and did some laundry. Each one of those moved me forward in some way. Now, there were moments when I wasn’t doing anything productive. But that’s fine. We all deserve unproductive moments. It keeps us sane. But for me they are hard to have.

So in 2018, I commit myself to not stress out when I am being unproductive. I will embrace them. In small doses. And then get back to being productive again. I don’t expect it to be easy. But as long as I remember that it’s ok, I think I’ll be fine.

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