There is a kind of peace in busyness. It’s the feeling I crave most. I love it when my schedule is full. When I can use my time to please other people and make their lives easier, I find joy. If that means filling my own schedule and cutting out time for myself, then so be it. I find that I work best under pressure, as I can make quick decisions and be helpful in creative ways.
However, being busy is a blessing and a curse. Last Friday, I hit “The Wall,” both figuratively and literally. (Well, I actually ran into a door, but it’s almost the same thing.)
I got back an assignment from a professor I thought I did well on, but I was severely under par. I skipped my two soccer games simply because I didn’t have time to play along with all the other things I had to do. I wrote three articles for my school newspaper, wrote a blog post, and organized a few NaNoWriMo meetups on my college campus. At one point, I couldn’t remember what I was supposed to do when because I was being pulled in too many directions at once.
My best friend continuously tells me it’s unhealthy how much I want to serve people simply because how easily I throw my own safety and health under the bus while I’m doing so. Personally, I don’t see a problem with it unless it becomes too extreme, like it did last week.
So I’m writing this as a simple reminder to myself and to you who are reading this. Know your limits. We all want to be famous and get that extra bang for our buck when we forge a
reliable name for ourselves. But this all comes with a price. Just like we can’t possibly succeed without failures, we can’t possibly work ourselves to the bone without a break once and awhile.
We need rest, especially in this perpetually busy world. We crave appreciation for what we do, but we need to take care of ourselves first or else we can’t possibly take care of anyone else in a loving way.
Start with something small. For me, that small thing includes allowing myself to sleep in on a Sunday morning. It’s a tiny luxury that can have a large impact on the rest of my day and week. It rejuvenates and lets me carry on refreshed and ready to go for the rest of the week.
What is something small you can do in order to treat yourself?