Pretend it’s the day after Labor Day, okay? The time of year that always excites me.
The crisp air on the walk to the first day of school. It could be hotter than the fourth of July, but for some reason when school started, the air released its humidity and instead of a hurried, stifling rush, the walk turned into a saunter. The night before would bring those nervous butterflies filled with anticipation and excitement and unanswered questions that the following school months would answer. Who am I? Will I pass? Will I make new friends? Will people like me? What time is lunch?
Times have changed and numerous schools open the week before Labor Day. Times have changed to change the date, but the butterflies and questions somewhat remain the same. Who am I? Do I feel successful in the way I define success? Am I taking care of myself? How will I stay connected with my friends and colleagues? Am I doing my best? And the final question on the list – When will I eat lunch?
Since I’m self-employed, I am the person accountable to me and I must make sure these questions are answered with integrity and in reaching my truth, I recognize I have to make changes.
I’m changing my work hours to accommodate my personal life. This change is necessary to work toward the brass ring of that work/life balance that seems to constantly, heavily plop to the ground on one end leaving the other end catapulting in the air.
I could accept that’s the way life goes or I can be my own therapist and encourage me to try. Changing my schedule is my try. I will believe that this change will bring peace and balance and work toward redefining my prosperity which is to have a rich life with moments, memories and relationships.
Pick something. Change something. What’s your try?
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