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I knocked down the final projects and exam with wrecking ball intensity. Yes, I was up until 3-4 in the morning for more than a few nights, but it’s over now. I’m waiting on my final grades for the summer. I will be amazed if I keep my 4.0, but I really don’t care right now. I just want to collapse.
But I can’t. I have to work, my house is a mess, my finances are a mess, etc.
I am going on vacation soon. Well, if one counts visiting family as a vacation. I love my family – don’t get me wrong. I just need time to rest and rejuvenate before I can “people”.
So, I’m putting my life in a construction zone again. I don’t want to jinx it, but there may be big news coming. Either way, renovations need to be made. I made it through the summer, but it wasn’t the way I wanted to do it. I neglected several people and things I value because I was too busy with work and work and work and school. I said I’d catch up on the to-do list over break and that’s logistically, physically, and emotionally impossible.
I’ve already decided to reduce my workload starting next month. No new projects, no new commitments unless my heart and mind say “HELL YEAH!!!”
I have a list of about 20 areas to go through and I’ll be reducing my to-do list as well as my digital footprint. If it doesn’t light me up, it’s off the list. If it lights me up, it’s going to get done. I may throw prioritization out the window and just pick something and go with it. The main thing is that it needs to be something that builds me up, makes me stronger, feel better, or look better and that I’ll feel better for having done.
In order to do that, I’m putting up barriers and things will slow down along the path towards my degree. There may be detours or even temporary road closures for awhile until I can make things stronger, smoother, faster and safer. However, like most construction projects (except the Big Dig in Boston and I-69 in Martinsville), the end result will be worth the delays.
A few words:
Albert Schweitzer once said,
“Sometimes our light goes out but is blown into flame by another human being. Each of us owes deepest thanks to those who have rekindled this light.”
This past year would have not have happened without the steadfast love and support of my husband and kids, but especially my husband. Joe is my rock and supporter. He has taken care of me, the kids, the house, and everything else. I can’t do this without him.