Friday, November 7, 2008
Is it me, or did someone put my 86,400 seconds of the day on a diet? My 24-hour days seem to have been cut by half. Lately, I feel as if I hardly have any time to do the things I need and want to do. Who stole my time, I ask!
No, no, I know that no one is messing with mother time. It's me. My priorities are shifting and I am realizing that if I want to accomplish what I want to accomplish, then some things have got to give. With over forty papers to grade before Tuesday and an active social life coming up this weekend, I knew that last night I had to choose between grading or blogging & posting on the community message boards. I chose to spend two hours grading, but couldn't help feel that I wasn't being responsible toward my BeachBody peeps. My blog readers expect me to blog! They want me to blog! I want to blog! Those were the thoughts despite my doing what I knew I needed to be doing.
Boy, oh, Boy! Why can't life be simpler? Why can't we have unlimited time and energy to get it all done? Am I really wishing for that? Yea, I am. But, am I really thinking that it's possible to get it all done? Um, sorta, um, no. Um, well, I guess I am finally realizing that it's all about striking a balance.
The past few weeks have been challenging for me. After feeling that I didn't perform as well as I would have liked at a conference because I simply didn't put enough time in to produce the quality of work that I would have felt satisfied with, I am forcing myself to reexamine my priorities.
I am committed to my teaching, my research, and my coaching. That sounds simple enough. But the challenge lies in distributing my time in such a way that will allow me to be successful in all three areas, not just two.
So, here I am, once again, trying to figure out what is the best way for me to strike that perfect balance.
I am a work in progress, moving in the right direction. Sometimes I fall flat on my face, sometimes I really soar.
Right now, I feel as if I am still dusting myself off, looking into the horizon, getting ready for flight. Sometimes the journey is awesome; sometimes it's really painful. But, this, yes this, is growth.