Monday, 3 March 2014

A picture of a mug caused me to have an epiphany...

I just absent mindedly doodled this the other day
My preoccupation at the moment is all about what I can add to my life to make it better. I want to be happier and worry less and feel like I’m really living the best, most worthwhile life I can. I had a week off for my birthday and it reminded me what it’s like to properly be myself 24 hours a day for more than 2 days at a time. But until I’ve found some magical job that is some awesome, flexible, freelance extension of me, I just need to get as much out of the time that's left me once sleeping and work have been taken away... this is where the mug epiphany comes in.

This mug has been all over pinterest. I saw it when it was repinned by a Beyoncé obsessive I follow, but if you look at who has pinned it and all the associated pins, it’s been taken on as a mantra for super busy, super mum types who seem to be living I don’t know how she does it.* There’s even a thing on thought catalog called No, I Actually Don’t Have As Many Hours In The Day As Beyoncé.  This is obviously not how I had an epiphany. My epiphany was just that I do have the same number of hours as Beyoncé, I have the same number of hours in the day as J K Rowling or anyone I admire. I’m just a human on earth and so are they. Yea, there are people who have staff and stuff to help with responsibilities like kids etc. But I don’t have those responsibilities. I just have me and sleep and work. In fact, I have the same number of hours in the day as anyone who has ever pursued a creative career alongside a day job.

this unicorn pleases me so much that I've included it despite it not being all that relevant
Even more than that: I have the perfect day job. My job is pretty boring and could easily done by a talking monkey (which is what I am...) but, crucially, it’s not that hard and doesn’t require me to do any overtime or take my work home with me, and despite how I feel when I’ve been on an 8AM start, the job isn’t really that tiring.

Once I established that my job really shouldn’t be dominating my week to the extent it does, I started to think about what I actually do with my time.

Here are the things I actually have to do in a week:

Work – 37hrs
Sleep – 56 hrs
Volunteering  - max 2.5 hrs
Travel + getting ready for work – 17 hrs

Total = 112 hours and 30 minutes.

That leaves 55 hours and 30 mins unaccounted for. This is time I spend reading blogs, watching tv and sitting. It’s so much time that I could have another full time job.  WHAT AM I DOING WITH THAT TIME?

Have you seen one of those youtube clips about time management, where someone gets a big bowl or vase and fills it with golf balls and sand and marbles to demonstrate how important it is to prioritise and think about what's really important (here is one if you have somehow missed it)? I feel like this a lesson I really need to learn as I’m clearly just filling my life with sand when I could be using that time to learn a new language or train for a marathon or whatever.


*I’ve never seen that film/read the book but it’s about some woman who tries to be perfect at EVERYTHING by never sleeping and just staying up all night making cupcakes, right?

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