I don't know about you, but I've been feeling like a chicken with it's head cut off lately. Between my move, my job, work events at night, traveling to Colorado (twice in the next month), traveling to LA for work, trying to turn this blog into something more than a hobby, working out, attempting to spend time with my equally busy friends and spending time with an adorable new guy in my life...I'm busy. Busy, busy, busy.
On that note, I just read an old Wall Street Journal article which said that even if we feel overwhelmed, most of us are actually less busy than we think...
The last paragraph really struck me: Change your language. Instead of saying "I don't have time" try saying "it's not a priority," and see how that feels. Often, that's a perfectly adequate explanation. I have time to iron my sheets, I just don't want to. But other things are harder. Try it: "I'm not going to edit your resume, sweetie, because it's not a priority." "I don't go to the doctor because my health is not a priority." If these phrases don't sit well, that's the point. Changing our language reminds us that time is a choice. If we don't like how we're spending an hour, we can choose differently.
I need to tattoo this onto the inside of my hand and look at it periodically throughout the day. I am a classic overachiever/perfectionist and have always tried really hard to do everything. Everything. I want to be the best boss, a model employee, a perfect girlfriend, the most reliable friend....it's exhausting. While all are very noble aspirations, sometimes you have to prioritize and realize that more often than not, you are a lot less busy than you think.