I have come to realize that I need to find more time in my day. There are so many things I want to do, but I never seem to have the time to get to them all. Certainly I have the same hours in the day as everyone else, and I definitely have the same hours in the day that I have always had, but I swear I don't have the time I once had. I don't get it.
I have a friend who is a pharmacist. She works for various pharmacies all over Arizona. When she isn't working she knits blankets for the local Community Pregnancy Center and is always working on refinishing something in her home. Seriously the woman tells me what she is up to, and I instantly feel like I need a nap!
I am thinking about doing a dayrunner kind of thing. I think if I literally plan the hours of my day, I just might get a better handle on what time I have and what is reasonable to expect myself to do. It works for what I eat and it works for the cash I spend. It just may be what I need for my schedule. Here's hoping anyway.
Dieting or learning to eat right seems to be going well. I have yet to weigh myself this month, because I am trying not to depress myself. I know that sounds lame, because really it is a good idea to know where you start, but I haven't had the courage to step on the scale. I have been doing well with my eating though. I have been faithful to posting my calorie intake at My Fitness Pal AND (and I am really happy about this), I have been working out at the gym every day. I am multitasking when I work out as well. I bring my Nook with me and get in a good hour of reading every day thanks to it.
Finances are going well too. I am writing down every dime I spend and keeping all the receipts so I can keep track of spending and saving. It will be nice to see how things flow in the next few months. I am making more things from scratch in order to save more money. So far it has been pretty fun. I am not savvy like many people, but so far I have been pretty proud of my efforts. I have made my own pizza dough (a big deal for me) and I have also made granola bars! It is all baby steps.
Not being a big snarko is going well too. I am being more purposeful when I drive. I have been actually praying for drivers as I drive, and that pretty much keeps me on a good even keel. I have found myself not being so annoyed when someone drives a little nutty (and here that happens a lot!).
My Bible reading is going well. I am able to focus some time in the word. It isn't as much as I would like yet, which makes me realize that I will definitely have to schedule this study time into my day as well. I definitely enjoy a devotional in the morning, but that is not the only study I want to get into. I want to really write God's word on my heart.
All in all, I am not unhappy with the way my New Year's goals are progressing so far. I feel good about the decisions I made and the idea of making a set of goals and not resolutions.
Today's Verse:
Galatians 6:9
Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.
Not giving up is hard. It is certainly hard for me. I am not saying that I give up easily but it can happen in a breath. Because I really, really want to make something out of myself I am writing right now when honestly, I'd rather jump into bed.
It was a rough day.
My alarm went off at 5:00 am. I didn't freak out or anything. I just listened for my son. This is what I do every morning from Monday through Friday. I listen to make sure that he gets up and gets into the shower. Once I am sure he has done just that, I drop back to sleep until my alarm goes off again at 5:30 am. At that point I get up and do the shower thing. When done I wake my son up (yes...after he showers he goes back to sleep - we love sleeping) so he can finish getting ready and then we continue on with our daily routine until it is time to drop him off at the bus stop.
The first part went as expected. My alarm went off, I listened and heard my son get in the shower, and I fell back to sleep. I slept great and had a wonderful dream of a place that I dream about occasionally. More than occasionally really. I dreamed about a town that I go back to all the time. So much that I recognize the total landscape...the hotels, restaurants, hills valleys and other features of this town. It is some little dream place of mine. Sorry...I am not staying on point am I?
Where was I? Yes. I fell asleep. I just drifted along in this wonderful dream, but then I felt this need to wake up. It seemed impossible, but yep, I overslept. It was 7:00 am. NIGHTMARE TIME! I had to literally leap out of bed and get in the shower. On the way I rapped on my son's door and told him to get ready in a flash because I was going to have to take him to school. Once washed I quickly got a sandwich ready for him for his lunch and another for him to eat for breakfast. While he ate, I got dressed, poured myself an iced coffee (I would have preferred hot coffee but time was of the essence) and somehow got us out the door. I got my son to school on time, and got myself to work 15 minutes late. That stunk, but it really could have been much worse.
I honestly thought for a moment about just letting my son stay home so we could avoid all the chaos. That would have been a bad thing to do. It is one thing to miss school when you are sick, but missing school because your mom woke up late...not good. It would have been a bad message to give my son. It would have been easier to do rather than race about, but again, the message would have been a bad one and it would have been a lesson that would be hard to unlearn.
And now I am totally exhausted and really am ready to get some rest. But first, what does this verse, Galatians 6:9 mean to me? Here it is again:
Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.
Today meant doing good by getting my son to school even though it would most likely make me late. It meant moving even though I could probably justify not doing so. By doing good in taking my son to school he saw that he is a priority in my life. I was not going to let his needs drop because I didn't want to be a little late for work. His education is a priority. If he sees that it is a priority for me, he will understand that it should also be a priority for him. He also saw that sometimes you have to push yourself and just not give up. We pushed and we made it.
It was a rough start, but it was a good day.
