I am ready and yes I have precious time to spare.
Do I Leave now and be super early.
OR
Go, go, go and see what I can squeeze into this tiny slice of time.
It sounds something like this:
It won’t take a moment to sweep up these crumbs.
Now you see it’s all done this makes things easier for later.
Once again I could go and still arrive early?
I will just quickly sort this washing, get it ready for my return.
This all makes things easier, easier later.
Ping ping , it is that the email, the one I am expecting? I will take a quick look, I have those few minutes to spare.
Oh wow look who else has sent me a message? Won’t take a minute to browse through the list.
Knowing what is here makes things easier for later.
NO WAY!!! What’s the time?
Aaghhhhhhh I am going to be late.
Get out of my way, oh and really red lights.
What now? You are kidding no car parks are left. Why when I am late does the world make it harder?
What’s my excuse oh dear what will I say? Traffic, kids, or the dog, why, why am I late?
“I am here, here I am, so sorry, so sorry”, I pant and I puff as I rush in the door.
I hate being late. Why is my life so crazy busy?
OR
All ready and it is early, how clever am I?
Might head off now, I know what can happen when I take on just one thing more.
The traffic is heavy and I just missed the lights. That’s okay I am in no hurry and I do love this song.
The car park is full, it is such a nice day. I will park in the street and enjoy the walk to fill time.
Oh no one is here, I might grab myself a coffee.
I will take a quick peak at my email while I wait. Yes there is that message I was expecting.
Oh this is so nice.
What a fabulous day.
The irony is as I quickly did this and took a moment to do that, believing I was making things easier for later, I was in fact I creating more challenges in the present.
I was robbing my morning, my sweet moment of life, losing calm and serene and getting into strife.
When I choose to leave early, giving myself time to spare, I am honouring myself and investing in self-care.
You see when I am early my happiness rises.
I like to be early, the chores will all wait, I like to be early and avoid the craziness of late.
Are you an early or a late person? How does it feel?
Karen I hate being late. Why put yourself through that pressure I always ask myself. I also feel it is arrogant and disrespectful of me to expect someone to wait . However some people like living on the edge . I think you are either one or the other. Just as some are morning and some evening people.
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve followed the first scenario. I’d finally get to my car and think, “how did it take me 15 minutes to get from the house to the car?” Of course it hadn’t taken 15 minutes, I had just done a little of this and a little of that and wasted every bit of extra time plus some. I’m striving to do more of plan B. It makes so much more sense to check for the expected email once you get to your destination rater than before you leave. Isn’t that what all this technology is for?