It's been a crazy day. A crazy week actually. I feel like I've become a person who's always in a hurry. I'm in a hurry to get ready in the morning, to make dinner, to get errands done, to get toys cleaned up, to get phone calls made, etc. I have too much to do, not enough time to do it, and so I feel like I'm not doing any of it well. The perfectionist in me doesn't like this one bit.
And, I feel like I'm not the person I want to be when I'm always in a hurry like this. I'm not as kind, patient, or thoughtful as I would like to be. I got home from errands and lunch today to realize that I could barely remember any of the conversations or interactions that I had. I did have this nagging feeling in my stomach though that I wasn't exactly thrilled with the person that I was when I was out. I try to treat everyone I come in contact with the way that I would want to be treated and I can't say that I did that. I can't even remember if I did that!
I'm tired of being in a rush. I want to slow down, enjoy my life, enjoy by Bean who is growing so fast already, I don't need to speed it up at all! So something has to give. If I'm recommitting to myself, what can I cut? I honestly don't know right now, but I've got some thinking to do.