If You Want Something Bad Enough You'll Find A Way

16 January 2014

I'm laying it all out for you today. I'm in a big, big rut.  Like so big.

But it's true, isn't it?  If you want something bad enough then you'll find a way to do it?

I've repeated that sentence to myself over and over again this past week, just trying to let those individual words seep into my brain.  It seems lately I've been feeling a little overwhelmed with everything I want to do, or should be doing, or need to be doing.  The hours in the day seem to go by so quickly and, just like always, there never seems to be enough of them.  Ever.  The to-do lists keeps growing, and the energy that goes into thinking about them seems to grow even more than the lists themselves.

I need to get caught up at work.

My house needs to be cleaned.

Those storage rooms need to be tackled.

My dog needs to be walked.

I want to spend more time doing fun things with Todd.

I need to start eating better.

My car needs to be cleaned.

I have to go to the gym (and stay there). 

I really want more time to blog.

I should make a dentist appointment.

I want to finish that book that's been sitting on my night table.

I would love to watch my favourite show right now.

I really need to stay in touch better with friends who are away.

I need to start learning how to use my DSLR camera.

Those empty picture frames that have been sitting there for a year really need pictures.

But , I just wish I could relax.

Oh, that list. It really could continue on forever and forever. You know what I'm talking about, right? Please say yes. I'm even exhausted just typing that thing. 

I'm getting sick of hearing myself say that I don't have enough time because again, it goes back to that saying.  If I want it bad enough, I'll find a way.  I obviously wanted to start watching the new show, Orange Is The New Black this week, and guess what?  I did (and loooved what I've watched so far). I also wanted to clean my room this week, but guess what?  I didn't.  Why?  Because obviously I didn't want it bad enough (can ya really blame me though?).  

Sometimes I think about the future.  A future that involves little feet running around destroying the house. A time where you look back before you had children and laugh think, "what did I do with all of my spare time?" Oh lord, help me!  Bowing down to you, moms. 

But I didn't come here today to vent, although that does help a little!  Instead this was just a little pep talk for myself (and any others who may be needing one) to start making the most out of my time and start getting shiz done. I have to remember that everything doesn't have to be an "all or nothing" type of task, because a little bit truly does go a long way.  If I don't want to take out an entire Saturday to clean my house, well then I should try and do a little bit each night.  If I don't have an hour to walk Charley one evening, well a half hour or even twenty minutes is better than nothing. And if I don't have time to tackle the spare rooms, well then I'll just continue to shut the door and pretend that I don't have a Monica Geller kind of closet going on in there!  

So, that's (gonna be) my motto and I'm sticking to it.  Can I get an amen?