creating more time

"If you could kick the person in the pants responsible for most of your trouble, you wouldn’t sit for a month."

Theodore Roosevelt

Some of us just come up with the best sayings, hey? Wise words from a man that died nearly 100 years ago and yet boom, still so relevant.

So I ramble on here and on my Facebook page quite a bit about feeling burnt out. Even in my "about" I talk about forever searching for the elusive catch up on sleep that I have seemed to never catch up on since pushing out a couple of kids. I talk about the stresses in day to day life and my hate/hate relationship with my washing machine. And clothes folding, And anything related to folding them and putting away.

Get me? I'm a whinger, but a doer at the same time. Oxymoron anyone?

I was sitting on my lounge over the weekend, headphones in watching the BEST SHOW EVER - Gilmore Girls, and glanced up to look out to my kitchen area.

Steve has spent the last 8 years renovating our log cabin. The inside of our place is completely different to how it was when we got the keys. Walls have been moved, paint changed and the final project on the inside was finished last year - that being our kitchen.

Steve and I are both adhoc type of people - whereas we usually don't ever have set plans, in life and especially in renovating. Which works well for us - but has its downfalls. See we are brilliant at starting things, we get excited and pumped about a project and then do a little and then the motivation dies down a little. You know Dory from Finding Nemo? A little like that.

So back to sitting on lounge and watching Gilmore Girls, the inside of our home looking a might A+. I had a bit of an lightening bolt moment, moment.

What if we finished off all those little jobs that were started outside and DID NOT START ANYTHING NEW FOR THE NEXT YEAR.

????

Yeah, freak out moment. But a challenge in itself.

I wonder whether we could do it. Not start anything new for one whole year. It would definetly free up the limited spare time we have by not working on projects around the home. We may even have more time to spend together - as a family.

You don't say!!??

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