In a couple of weeks I will turn 39 years old. I will be entering the last year of my fourth decade on this earth. In other words – next year, I will be turning 40! Whoa! Where the heck did the time go?
Coincidentally, this milestone birthday (or the birthday just prior to the MILESTONE birthday) just happens to coincide with another somewhat significant life event. At the end of the month, I will be joining the ranks of the unemployed – by choice (sort of, but I will spare you the complicated details).
These two circumstances have had me thinking a lot about how I want to spend the first few months of my 39th year (which I am affectionately calling my Sabbatical). As soon as I made the decision to officially postpone any serious job hunting until the first of the year, I immediately began making a mental list of all of the things I was going to get done:
- Clean and organize the entire house (including, but not limited to, going through every closet and drawer, wiping down every window sill and baseboard and ridding the house of every ounce of clutter)
- Start an online bath and body products store
- Learn HTML/CSS and Photoshop
- Get serious about daily devotional/bible study time
- Start a Shutterstock account to sell some of hubby’s wonderful photography work
- Kick my sugar habit
- Crotchet a throw for the living room couch
- Journal every day
- Write a book (or at least get off to a good start)
- Create a master plan for the rest of my life
As you can see, I was gearing up for quite the productive next few months. And I must say, I was pretty excited about what I planned to accomplish during my first break from work (that didn’t involve caring for a newborn baby) since graduating from college. Then one morning it dawned on me that everything on my list involved getting something “done”. I hadn’t carved out any time to just relax or explore. The thought of just taking some time to smell the roses had been the furthest thing from my mind.
Intellectually, I know that taking time to rest can be just as important as checking things off of a ‘to do’ list. And as I get older/wiser, I have started to recognize that some of my best thinking comes when I am not running around getting things ‘done’. However, scheduling time to rest or enjoy a leisurely stroll through a park is something I almost never do.
So, in addition to the things from the rather ambitious list above, I will also spend at least a couple of hours each week smelling the roses (figuratively, of course, since come November all of the roses will be under snow here in Denver :)).
When’s the last time you scheduled time to just relax?