I have about 10 minutes before I should be in bed. About 6-7 hours before I need to be up for work. 2 weeks before the marathon. 6 weeks of physical therapy ahead of me. I keep living in the future, holding onto the past, getting wrapped up in the intense emotions of my present.
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When it comes to the “deadline” category, I fail, hardcore, hands down. I just don’t do well with them. It’s a wonder I pay my bills on time. Beattie suggests that you use deadlines in order to dispel consternation over a decision. Are things tough now? Give it a month and see how you feel. Have you been going over and over something for six months? Give yourself two more months – and at the end, make a decision or let it go. Seems like a bit of tough love, but I see her point (some may call deadlines “goals”,… I’m not done yet.
This is the story of my life. Part of this is that I take on too many projects because – let’s face it – I’m a direct descendant of Superwoman (though, Wonder Woman was more my style). But if you couple that with an extreme inclination toward procrastination… uh, you get me. I think it’d be super if I could just catch up on sleep (a problem that seems never-ending) and – while I was sleeping – things could just get done for me. Sort of like Mary Poppins and that whole snap-your-fingers-while-singing-and-your-room-gets-clean power that she had. (I SO wanted… I’m not done yet.
Day 35 – yes, I’m writing this early because I can only sleep for 6 hours at a time – is about rejoicing in the journey that is healing. If it’s hard, that’s cool. If there’s progress, awesome! If you slide backward a bit, no worries. It’s ALL okay. I guess it’s good that I have a reminder that I’m right where I need to be, because it’s all a part of something better. Of course it won’t naturally happen, it takes effort and time and patience and grace. I have only about 50% of those qualities on a normal… I’m not done yet.