6:30 a.m. I get up, go to work, come home, eat dinner, crash. 10:30 p.m., bed.
Somewhere in between coming home at 5:oo p.m. and crashing at 10:30 p.m., I need to spend quality time with my husband, clean house, do chores, walk the dog, exercise, grow spiritually, enjoy some entertainment, read a book, catch up on news, organize the few remaining messy drawers and cupboards, keep up with friends and family and a resemblance of a social life, blog, write the book and stories I’m working on, assist my husband with his business, and research ideas for my own.
Read that last paragraph with a hefty dose of sarcasm, a smidge of humor, and more than a pinch or two of exhaustion. Ahh, the 21st century life. And we don’t even have kids yet!
More often than not, my time management skills skew toward one activity or the other. I’ve determined I can’t focus well on more than 1-3 things at a time. Pick three. The rest suffer. Lately, the bit that has suffered is my blogging time. Daniel always gets a spot in my Top 3, and if I’m being honest with myself, God should get the first spot, though He doesn’t always. That leaves only one area of focus left … two if you really stretch it. Lately, those two (and yes, I feel stretched) are writing or enjoying an entrepreneurial dream or two, and exercising.
This is where the magic hour comes in. Right now, my magic hour is spending some shared time with several dreams when it SHOULD be the focus of only one, but after hearing about it several months ago via Michelle Ward’s blog (a.k.a. The When I Grow Up Coach), the concept won’t leave my mind. Sometimes it is shoved to the back when the laundry screams for care or I lose myself in a gratuitous feel-good chick flick on Netflix, but the magic hour keeps coming back to haunt me. Basically, Michelle’s guest blogger, Monica McCarthy, shares how we creatives get one hour–ONE–per day to work our butts off to make our dreams happen. It’s how we use it that counts.
That concept keeps me going. I might only have one hour, or, in this evening’s case, a luxurious TWO hours while he let me be selfish and browse online and do research and blogging while he did the chores for me! (Have I mentioned I love this man?!)
I’m so glad I started this organizational journey this year, because even on the days, weeks, or months when I fall off the wagon, I still get back on and it isn’t nearly as disorganized a life as before I started. Even my time management has seen marked improvement. Every little bit is helping me become the person I want to be, and for that, and the support of friends and family, I am grateful.
It’s an exciting journey, friends. I can’t wait to see where I end up!