New pet peeve: discussing how busy I am or hearing others discuss their crazy calendars. Initially, I didn’t recognize how much I talked about things like this, or how apparent it is within casual conversations. However, it’s a rampant epidemic that’s in need of a quick cure. Here’s the thing, we’re all busy.
I’m not going to rattle off my responsibilities. Like you, assume there are many. My busyness doesn’t need to be advertised or lamented. I created it. I like it. In fact, I love it. And there my friends is the exact point of this blog post. If you’re less than pleased or incredibly frustrated by the busyness, change it.
I’m sure someone is screaming at the screen right now, “It’s not that easy.” I didn’t say it was easy. And even if you’re unhappy, why complain? What purpose does it serve?
My role model for being a busy bee is my mama. She beats the energizer bunny on her best day and matches him on her worst. The woman doesn’t stop and it serves her well. I like being busy, I do, but I’m not sure I have the same finesse to my functionality. Regardless, it’s clear that busyness is our thing.
This entire post has me thinking, why are we so busy? It’s the perfect question to launch my next fika. Are you game? Let’s connect.