A wise woman once told me to slow down. It's taken me years to figure out what she meant.
I think I get it now, though to stop being in a hurry is easier said than done when you have a personality like I do.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not running around with my head cut off making sure our house is perfect (it's far from perfect), or sprinting back and forth checking laundry and fluffing pillows.
Although, I do have my moments.
For instance, give me a task and you'll never regret it. When I'm in the mood or challenged, I won't disappoint. If I feel like cooking, I'll go nuts in the kitchen. If I feel like cleaning, everything from the baseboards to the tops of the windowsills will be scrubbed. If I feel like doing laundry, I won't stop until every single article of clothing and linen is fresh, folded and in it's proper place. The dog needs a walk? We'll be back after five miles. Murray wants to do a project? Never fear: I have an arsenal of art supplies and ideas.
But, this only happens when I'm in the mood. I can be extremely organized, but I can also be extremely lazy. I find that the more organized I am, the more I'm allowed to be lazy. Quite the catch-22, don't you think?
Let's get back to the wise woman who reminds me to slow down. My Grandma. I've found that following her advice makes me enjoy whatever I happen to be working at, even if it's not a task that thrills me. Because, when I slow down and take my time, I have pride in whatever it is I accomplish. And, if I take my time, well, you can imagine that things turn out quite a bit better than if I were in a hurry. Slowing down takes a ton of practice (I even am trying to slow down my rate of speech), but each time I remind myself to take a deep breath and relax, I find so much more pleasure in accomplishing my goals.
I love you, G.K.