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I Want to Do More and I Want to Do Better


Wednesday, February 20, 2013

It's true. I want to do more and I want to do better. I was going to title this "I Want to Do Better" but then I realized that a large part of that for me is doing more.

What do I mean here?

I am constantly and consistently amazed by the people around me. I have a friend who works full time, plus overtime when needed, has a side business with her mom, has a husband and two VERY active dogs, has a house at least 2.5 times the size of mine, has hobbies including ukulele, makes almost every Christmas present every year, gardens (and produced 700 lbs of produce this year, no lie), and usually makes time to go to the store every day and purchase fresh produce for a home cooked meal. Did I mention she's super active too? I mean, treadmill and snowshoeing and kayaking. This woman even makes her own pasta noodles.

Her husband is much the same. He works full time and overtime with my fiance, recently trained to be an EMT and works on the rigs on the weekends, belongs to a local brewers club, plays numerous instruments, cares for the dogs, and does all of those active things with his wife.

It just doesn't feel like I could fit any of that in my life. And I didn't even have television until two weeks ago! I'm not wasting my time watching the boob tube, that's for sure. I wish I could say that it slipped away between the pages of a book but I can't. I'm a slow reader and the fact is that at the end of the day I just die. I go home, eat dinner, squeeze in an extra 10 minutes of fitness, and then collapse on the couch and usually pass out.

Have you heard the story of the professor and the pickle jar? The professor shows his class the pickle jar and fills it with big rocks. He asks if the jar is full and the students agree that it is. The professors adds tiny pebbles to the jar. He asks if it is full and the students agree that it is. Next he pours in sand. The students are starting to catch on but surely you can't fit MORE in. Then the professor fill the jar with water. I love and hate that story. It reminds me that there is always room for more if you put the big stuff first. Family, love, pets, career. Then add the smaller stuff. Then add the even smaller stuff. Then add the even smaller stuff. On the other hand, when I try to think about my life like that, I remember that I love those times when I'm not fitting anything in. Just 10 minutes a day to stare into space or a couple of hours spent sitting in the basement talking.

What is important? What is worth it? These are the things I am considering today.
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