I am ready and yes I have precious time to spare.
Do I Leave now and be super early.
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?
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?