I felt it pressing in all around me for weeks now. My schedule, my to-do list, my full plate. And one weekend getaway won't fix what's broken. No, this is a systemic problem. That I don't know where to begin to fix.
And I knew sooner or later my body would rebel. "Too much," it screamed! And so I found myself having to disregard my list, relegating myself to resting and only what could be done from the couch. And even on the day I was certain it was coming I overbooked with back-to-back meetings. Not enough time for either. All day, going strong, neglecting my husband on our day off together, fighting my body, and breaks, and slow.
And when you think you can't possibly slow down you find it impossible to do the things you thought were ultimate. You remember that life is not an emergency. That there is a choice between good and best. And hopefully you won't end up back on this couch a month from now. Hopefully you'll place value where it belongs and let the rest fade away.
Not letting the tyranny of the urgent crowd out your very life.
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