Which led me to the idea--is it good or bad to be so busy?
I tend to lead my life in the fit-in-everything-you-possibly-can sort of fashion. Maybe I inherited the lifestyle from my parents--they were always working, attending a social function or a concert, anything. Just as long as they weren't sitting at home doing nothing. Or maybe I got it from my sisters who pack everything into their lives that they can; I wouldn't call any of them homebodies. Maybe it's because I like to make other people happy too so I arrange events to gather them together.
On the upside, I have the privilege of seeing a lot of different groups of friends on a pretty regular basis. A couple of weeks ago, I wrote down the names of everyone I saw that week and to see a long list of names made me happy. (I even included Mom and Dad on this list). (You should try this). And as long as we're being honest here, I included seeing different groups of people on my resolutions chart (courtesy of The Happiness Project). In other words, it's a monthly "goal" of mine to spend time at least once with each of the different groups I am a part of.
On the downside, this means a lot of going places and running around and since I'm late to almost everything (I am still working on this, I promise), it means many more opportunities to be late. It also means a lot of driving, because I live far away from everything, like I mentioned here. And the biggest downside is that my extreme lack of sleep inflates to greater proportions.
Still, I like to be busy. It gives me lots of things to do so I'm never bored, and I obviously do take a breath--once in a while.
"I'm less interested in why we're here. I'm wholly devoted to while we're here." -Erika Harris
**All photos were taken by yours truly,
except the one of the shoes at Warrior Dash. Thanks MV.
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