Here in the last couple of weeks I have reclaimed my time. That’s right. Every night I write out my to-do list and that has drastically changed my day.
I am taking the time to plan out my day. Seriously, that’s it. There’s no ten step program or book that I am reading on efficiency. I am simply writing down what I have to do and then doing it.
This is a revolutionary concept.
What’s revolutionary is that I am taking responsibility for myself.
Can you picture a world where everyone takes responsibility for themselves? Would you even be able to recognize this generation?
It’s time to grow up!
Gee, I wonder why my house is so messy…oh look! Another episode of Friends is coming on for the fiftieth time! I’ll mop the floor after it goes off.
I’ve accomplished so much more by turning off the TV and getting off my butt. In fact, I can barely stand to watch TV anymore.
What’s there to watch? The news? That’s depressing. Reality TV? It’s all rigged anyway. Cop shows? You see one episode, you’ve figured out the plot of every show.
I want to really live my life. Not just watch other people on TV and wish I was them. That’s kind of lame, okay? I’m sick of feeling lame and silly and wondering why life is passing me by.
Jesus laid down his life for me, so I could sit on my butt and do nothing?
What’s wrong with this picture?
Now, do not start believing I am Miss Wonderful. I’m just waking up, okay?
I struggle every day.
I make mistakes, I feel guilty, and I lament over missed opportunities.
However, I don’t want to be singing the blues for the rest of my life either.
I’m rubbing the sleep out of my eyes and moving on. Will you do the same?