I had a sudden realization.
And this whole post is going to seem ridiculous in
juxtaposition with the previous post, but several years (4.5 – good golly) have
passed since I wrote that, so this feels like a fresh realization.
If you had asked me, six months ago, what I would do with my
time if I found myself with four months off, my answer would have been a list
of projects and outings, things like:
If you’re new here, you’re missing a key detail: I’ve spent the last nearly-four months without a job. I quit, got married, and moved to Berlin, Germany, where I now live with my brand-new husband.
With that in mind, let’s reevaluate how those last four
months have looked, based on the list above.
Now, here’s the realization: I'm not doing these things because I haven't given myself permission to do them. Instead, I have been looking at a list of things that, while they're necessary to complete, don't need to all be done before I do anything else.
The reality is that life will always happen. I will always have that list of things to do. So I need to schedule MY priorities in...or I'll never get to them.
