Do you really want to know??
Or better yet…do I really want to tell??
Truth of the matter is that I haven’t really been actively hiding – at least not by choice anyways…just have been more like submerged under a sea of to-dos…guess that’s what happens when you become a grown up #howcanibeatoysruskid again?
Now that the fog has cleared, I don’t know what to do with myself. For the first time in I’m not sure how long, I actually have some breathing room.
Life without a hardcore To-Do list is kind of unnerving. (“Like my Status” if you can relate.) I find myself trying to make up mini task lists just to feel productive and on track. As I start to do that though, I feel the angst of the never-ending to-do list knotting back up in my stomach.
What’s a jam to do?
My latest theory is to simple: Minimize the overachiever behavior.
That’s right. I’m committing myself to stop offering and springing for the full PuPu platter so that I can learn to savor and relish just the main enchilada.
And so begins the next phase of the thaw…