I write it down and then lose the list. I put tasks and appointments on my computer calendar and then forget to back up my iPhone so I can’t/don’t get the reminders. ARGH!
Life is so busy that I spend more time creating reminders to do the things I need to do than actually getting the jobs done. How is that good? How is that even sane? Why have I set myself up for the endless cycle of go, do, guilt? The guilt comes as a natural penance for not doing enough each day, or so I feel.
My husband asked me to go through the photos of our recent trip so he could put them on a DVD. His request was reasonable, but I’ve been feeling overwhelmed in general. Where could I squeeze in the time to sort and edit over a thousand pictures? Finally I decided I wasn’t going to squeeze. I handed him a flashdrive with about eighty random shots and said, “Why don’t you make this DVD with mostly your photos?†To my relief he agreed.
As I was about to close down my iPhoto session, the picture of this bartender on our trip popped up. He was a friendly, laid-back, let-me-do-the-work-because-you’re-on-vacation kind of guy. Vacation. When I let go of doing and embrace being.
It was a moment of transitioning.  A moment I needed like a whomp upside the head.  A nice cosmic reminder that “vacation†can be a daily state of mind. I think I’ll put that on the list…once I find it. The  attitude saver photo…it was the best part of my day.
