can I have more than 24 hours?

I woke up this morning  immediately thinking of how much I had to get done.  I felt overwhelmed because I kept wondering, how am I going to get everything done and still go to work tonight feeling energized? I know I’m not the only one who thinks this way from time to time.  Sometimes, I just wish a day was longer than twenty four hours. Come on, I’m sure that thought has entered some of your minds.  But then again, if there were more hours, I would probably still want more.  The lists may gradually consist of more things, but it’s important to create that balance.  I’m learning that it’s okay if everything isn’t accomplished in the snap of a finger. It CAN be done the next day (unless it’s an event or something urgent and in that case, this doesn’t pertain to you).

Instead of pulling your hair out or feeling as if you’re about to lose your mind, just calm down.  As much as we wish that a day could be longer, I’m sorry to tell you that twenty-four hours is all you have.  Jack Bauer (from the popular TV show 24), seemed to get quite a bit done in that time frame.  If he can save someone’s life in twenty-four hours, I think we can check a few things off a to-do list.

Has there ever been a situation where you thought, if only I had a little more time I could do… If so, feel free to comment below and tell me about it!

-B

fueling my dreams

I wish I could say my summer has gone exactly as planned, but it hasn’t.  I was hoping to have an internship where I could figure out what exactly I want to do.  Honestly, I feel like I’m riding on a teeter totter of my life.  One minute I’m on the side that knows exactly where I’m going to land in five years.  Then, I’m on the other side that is second-guessing my decision.  I guess my dilemma is figuring out what career will allow me to incorporate writing without becoming a hermit.  It’s frustrating when you think you had everything planned out and then all of a sudden, you’re faced with these decisions that will affect you for years to come.

I’ve always been the person that changed her mind every 2 years.  When I was younger, I wanted to be a doctor (what kid didn’t?) Then, I found out my distaste for math and science.  Next, I wanted to be a musician; until I started taking piano lessons and didn’t have the patience.  Before I knew it, I thought I had it! I would become a journalist.  But then, people started telling me how I’ll basically be a starving artist at first and the chances of succeeding in that industry are slim.  My problem is listening to what everyone wants, but not really listening to what I want.  In the middle of my frustration, I’ve come to learn that I what I need, is patience. When something doesn’t go as I intended, I have to stop moving onto the next project.

I’m hoping and praying that this year will be different.  Hopefully, I figure out what the heck I want to do and when that happens, I’ll stick with it. So far, my lack of an internship has allowed me to focus more on my writing.  If things keep going the way they are, I think some incredible things are in the making.  God definitely has a sense of humor because this summer has definitely been a test of my patience.  He hasn’t let me down yet, and I don’t anticipate that ever happening.

-B