I have been busy for nothing

Lately, I always feel like I got bunch of things to get done and did not really know what to do or where to start. I kind of feel like that it’s programed in my brain that I’m busy that I got things to do. Well yes I do and I do all the things that needs to be done but I don’t have to be push my self and stressed down about that. I guess I need to learn the way to enjoy my life and do things that needs to be done.
It’s always been my problem that when one thing gets in my head, I can get rid of it till I solve that issue or remove the problem. I need to give myself a room to breath and be calm.
Today, I spent most of my free time working on the freelance project that I have been thinking of all day. It feels really good to get things done but just hated the time that I was worrying about it all day.
I always wanna move forward, make myself better and get things that I want. For doing that, I think I push myself way too much in a very not productive way. As I always say, I need to sit down and take a time to think back and organize stuffs.
It does not seem like a lot going on rest of the week. Hopefully, I will have the time for that.

Just wrote my messy thoughts and yes it is messy…

One thought on “I have been busy for nothing”

  1. Well at least you realize you need to slow down and take some time for yourself. I know sometime life gets so busy and there is so many things you have to get done. I wish when i was young and going to nursing school and collage that I would have taken more time to sweat the big stuff and not worried about the small stuff. I also wished that I didn’t party so much back then even tho I made excellent grades. Now turning 60 i find myself wanted to do some of the things I should have done when I was younger.Now with a bad back and not to great of health some of the stuff are things I cannot do. That’s ok for I have travel a lot sense i met Scott in the 8 years we have been married. I have also done some thing’s that I didn’t do back when I was young. I also wish my wonderful Dad didn’t die when I was so young. I was 15 when he died. Oh well can’t go back but make the best of life now. I just take one day at a time and hope for the best. Have a good week and stop and smell the roses.

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