I am quickly learning how hard it is to add blogging to everyday life, and what type of time commitment a successful blog may actually take. While I could totally beat myself up for not getting around to putting up the post I have been working on these last couple of weeks (le sigh), I have decided to take a deep breath, relax, and remember that “Rome wasn’t built in a day”.
For most of us, there are things in everyday life that seem to get in the way of what we want to achieve — crummy weather, interruptions from co-workers or kids, daily chores and errands, unsolicited phone calls — and I am by no means exempt from this unwritten rule.
Lately, I am recognizing my role in shaping just how much I can achieve in a day. However, I am at a crucial turning point in my life that requires me to buckle up and grab the reins in a way that seems foreign to me.
If only it was this easy (lol) !!!
The last decade of my life has been spent caring for my two children and being a student. Translation: The last decade of my life has been spent doing what I needed to do; not what I always wanted to do. For example, even though my schooling encompassed tons of research, reading, and writing (some of my favourite pastimes), I didn’t always have enough time to research, read, or write about topics that I would have necessarily chosen. Oh yeah — and between the diaper changing, essay writing, exam taking, and complete lack of sleep and money, there was very little time for my actual passions to flourish.
Let me state for the record: in no way do I regret being a mother or gaining a higher education. It’s just that now that my kids are getting older and my stint as a student is done (for now anyway, haha) — where does that leave me??? How do I return to doing things for me, such as writing for pleasure??? How do I make time in my everyday busy, crazy, hectic life for the things that fuel my spirit and make me feel alive???!!!
I suppose, like with my slightly neglected house, it is high time I rally the troops and jump in with both feet (wow — I really have a thing for analogies) … it is, indeed, time I revive my own life. Time for me to be less like Frankenstein’s Monster and more like Dr. Frankenstein. Here’s to pulling the switch. Wish me luck!