During the past month several people asked me why I was no longer writing in my blog (I went from March 31st to April 22nd without an entry). The truth is, I wasn’t writing because I was working on being more organized and productive, yet, somehow, being productive did not include producing anything written.
Once the trauma and “must do’s” surrounding my mother-in-law’s death had settled down, I decided that it was time to get back into a more normal routine. I also needed to catch up on several projects; I know myself and I know that the best way for me to stay focused is to make a list of what needs to be done. So, early this month I started making a daily To Do list for myself. I was thrilled with the results: tasks were getting done, I wasn’t wasting time, I felt a sense of accomplishment throughout the day every time I was able to cross off an item. The problem was, my life of lists was listing – I had not been including time for fun, creative “tasks” (like writing this blog). I found myself feeling a sense of accomplishment over all the tasks I was getting done, but empty from the lack of enrichment. So, to borrow a phrase I’ve heard, I put myself back on my To Do list and do you know what happened? Not only did I write a blog earlier this week, but my mental attitude improved in all areas – I exercised more, I ate better, I felt more settled and happy. When my To Do list includes activities I enjoy, my life no longer lists; it comes back into balance.