Life is good, everything seems to be flowing nicely. Nothing is forced and by exercising a bit of patience it all works out … eventually.
This weekend I managed to cram in everything I wanted to do and needed to do and still had time to relax. Looking back on it I feel like I managed this because I replicated my ‘late night, early morning’ approach to my working week.
Then I realised, shouldn’t it always be that way? I mean if the weekend is what we all look forward to then shouldn’t I be doing my best to be refreshed and full of energy to enjoy it? So I’m flipping the script and balancing my life out to get more done.
Something to think about.