This morning I tried to cut corners as I made my bed. The sheet and the quilt were almost perfectly lined up which almost never happens in our house. My husband and I are big movers when we sleep. I figured I could just grab two, do a little shake and it would look nice. It did not pan out the way I had hoped. It was pretty terrible in fact. So I tried again, and again until I realized I had wasted more time trying to cut corners than if I had just made it properly.
So many things in life are like this. We think we can skip steps, trim budgets and jump ahead to where we want to be. Unfortunately it’s often in the skipping, the evading or ignoring that trouble begins to brew. I’ve found this with my blog. I haven’t written for real in ages. I’ve dipped my toes in the water but haven’t committed to a schedule. The lack of commitment and belief that when I am inspired the words will come has lead to a writing drought. One simply cannot skip the planning, the preparation that is necessary. One cannot wait for God to offer inspiration without asking and looking for it. I need to plan my days. I need to structure my time.
While I might need to do those things, it isn’t easy. My son being in school has left me with three empty days which fill faster than you could imagine with chores around the house and various knitting projects that I just need to knit one more row on. I have friends I want to have lunch with, people I haven’t seen in ages and it’s high time I took charge and focused. I blame the lack of work. I really should’ve been looking for more work!
I don’t know if this makes any sense but I guess you could call it a recommitment of sorts. A recommitment to the call that God has given, a recommitment to the words on the page and a recommitment to organization. It’s that time of year I guess. It’s time to get back to the work I should be doing.