I'm destined for greatness, this I know. I don't know how or when, but I know that I'm supposed to do something more. More meaninful, more full. I also know that I'm not going to achieve greatness sitting on my behind waiting for my munchkin to wake up.
Complete exhaustion is slowing me down, so I have to find a way to combat it. "Sleep when your baby sleeps." I subscribe to this theory, but I feel like I'm sleeping and resting my life away. So, I've fired up the coffee pot and started exercising dailiy to inspire movement. Healthy eating will follow the exercise, and maybe I'll be my own self again. Right?
Finding the balance of rest is the key. Get enough rest to keep the grumpies away, but stay awake enought to actually get stuff done. Stuff other than laundry and dishes and dusting and whatever neverending household stuff needs to get done. Like websites and Etsy and eBay and getting myself out there in order to be noticed. I want to be an artist. A self-sustaining, boss of myself, really good work artist.
Baby steps. That's how I'll get there. How about you?
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