I was talking to Andrew the other day, saying I feel like I have nothing to write about for the blog. He countered with the fact that I actually have a million things I could write about, as this has been one of the busiest weeks of my whole life (all of it amazing things I am so grateful for). But that's exactly the issue, I've been so busy I haven't had any time to just really be with myself ya know?
This week, Andrew and I got the keys to our apartment- so that has been a whole whirlwind in itself. Next to that, I've still been wedding planning, going to dress fittings, had my first bridal shower, and planning Andrew's birthday (shhh don't tell him). So, there is actually loads I could write and talk about, but my brain has been kinda on auto pilot mode lately. In order to deal with all the change and stress recently, I was feeling kind of powered down. I was going through the motions while completing lengthy to-do lists daily. Kind of like a robot of sorts. As everything has mostly settled down, I feel myself coming back to life- and that's what I want to talk about.
I feel like hustle culture is a big thing right now. Work hard, push yourself, get sh** done. As cool and empowering as that can be, it is 100% all-consuming and exhausting. I never considered myself very busy, I have always had plenty of downtime to spend with friends or just pause and relax. But this past week, I was a busy little bee buzzing everywhere all the time, there was always a list of things I needed to do. I am TIRED. And honestly, I feel so awful about it. I feel bad for not forcing myself to slow down, and I feel bad for everyone I pushed aside to do what I felt I needed to do. Don't worry, I am still validating the fact I had a million and one things to do, but I know I could have gone about it a better way. After taking a step back, I see that I was in such a constant rush, and it totally ruined the whole experience for me. I never took the time to really appreciate every exciting thing going on. I felt pressure to have my apartment beautiful and organized that very first day- when in no way was that the case. I didn't even have a single piece of furniture. I was constantly looking for everything I "needed" when I should have just been so proud of the step I was taking in life.
The point is, although life may be so exciting and there is always important work to be done, it is just as important to really soak in those moments. Take a day off, spend time in a steaming bath, go read outside in the sunshine, lay on the floor of your empty and old but brand-new apartment and enjoy exactly where you are. Don't let the pressure of the world ruin your peace and appreciation of the phase of life you're in. Appreciate the period of waiting you are in instead of constantly postponing your happiness for the future.
