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One thing at a time
One thing at a time













I’d stare at my computer screen or my phone or the kitchen counter and wonder what I was planning to do. That feeling where you go upstairs to grab something and then stand at the top of the stairs thinking, “What did I come up here for?” was plaguing me all the time. Five dishes put away and then I’d throw away a napkin and take out the garbage and then grab a few library books to stick in the library basket and then make the bed. I start something – unloading the dishwasher or the laundry or writing a blog post – and then find myself having an extremely difficult time staying on task. I struggle to ever relax because I have work projects on my mind all the time. It also means I can make dinner without too much sweat most nights.īut in the last six months or so, I’ve noticed myself starting to fray around the edges. When I quit my full-time job as an office manager to go back to grad school, they ended up having to hire two people to take over my work load.

#One thing at a time full

In college, I took a full load of classes while also working three jobs (I was a writing tutor, a history teaching assistant, and an administrative assistant in the integrative biology department). These characteristics have served me really well for a long time. I also tend to do things very very fast (except running. Yesterday while I was at church, a phrase popped into my mind and I immediately decided that it would be my guiding principle for the next year.

one thing at a time

My mom had picked one, but I hadn’t come up with anything that seemed right to me. Then, when my parents were visiting for Labor Day, my mom and I started talking about Gretchen Rubin’s podcast Happier and a recent episode where she and her sister had discussed one-word (or just a few words) themes for the year. I’d been wondering about ways to mark this year, whether with a list of 30 things to accomplish before next September or some big goal, but I felt like anything I chose would be kind of arbitrary and forced because I didn’t really have anything I was really dying to check off my life list this year. Today, I turned 30 (happy birthday to me!).













One thing at a time