Part 1 of the “5 Things I Need to Change Round Here” Series

Things change. Just ask Bob.

For the record, let me assure you I have no intention of becoming a lifehacking blogger – I think the gazillion out there are doing a perfectly adequate job without my help.

But I have been really contemplating some changes that need to happen in my life; I started writing a list of them on here, only to realise very quickly that when it comes to each of them, I actually have quite a bit to say.

So rather than risk writing a novel on here (I love how I have the gall to refer to that kind of productivity as a ‘risk’), I’m doing what I do best in surviving the daily parenting grind of all three of my kidlets: I’m dividing and conquering.

Ergo, may I humbly present…


Tonight, after an extremely late night the eve before (spent seeing my dear friend from school days Sarah Collins’ very lovely show: seriously, I teared up more than once), I found myself pooped, irritable and heading straight for the computer to do my work…only to be interrupted by my hubby who staged a most brilliant intervention in the form of a candle lit bubble bath, incense and herbal tea. (And no, that’s not a metaphor).

And oh by heavens, was it needed. At the risk of going all Scooby Doo on your ass, what more can I say other than…

Note: I prefer to use said exclamation as one of wonder and general reverence.

It was halfway through this bath, however, as I was drinking a glass of lemon infused water (yes, he put LEMON in it. I don’t know why that makes me want to do jumping jacks but it does…) that I realised that I was engaging in a ridiculous quest to finish the water as quickly as possible.

Then it hit me. WHY THE FREAKING RUSH?

I know the answer of course. It’s a shocking habit which has been long entrenched: I eat fast, I type fast, I am obsessed with getting things done and making them happen…NOW! This ridiculous obsession with overachievement, no doubt stems back to losing my mother young, meaning that I realised very early on in my life that this life thing is most definitely finite and therefore, one should proceed through it trying to suck every last morsel out of it as quickly as possible – as though it were a buffet on a sushi train that might not ever come back.

The only problem is that – just like sculling my lemon infused water – I then rob myself of really experiencing the flavours. Worse still, I get indigestion. And worse even than that, is that even if I do manage to find enjoyment in there, within seconds I’ve digested it and it’s all over. Next.

Timely then that an hour or so later I read this great post  on Sarah Wilson’s blog (which I love more the longer I read it) about the need to slow things down and specifically, how “being great takes time.”

I do want to be great.

I do need to take time. (Longer timeframes on goals. For the small and big things).

And dear heavens, I need to engage in more bubbly bathdom.

(And no, that’s not a metaphor.)

I know what I need to do….but HOW?!??!?!?!

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  1. May 4, 2011

    I found cancer was a good way to learn how to slow down. Going through six months of being hooked up to machines, then another two years of daily medication, really made me take a breath and slow down.

    Ok, so it’s not a way I would recommend, but at the end of the day, when you really look at the things you are rushing, they really wont matter if they happen straight away or not. It all comes down to working out the things that are important, and require structure, and those that are really just icing on the cake if they happen.

    I wish you luck Jenny.

  2. Mona
    May 4, 2011

    Sometimes I think we are both going through the same thing at the same time! I too am taking a long time to get where I want to go, the other day I happened across two similar quotes that made me feel really good about where I am at:

    and one from a book, by John Wells, who created ER and West Wing, he was asked what he would tell his own young self back in university:

    “I wish I’d known how long it was going to take. You come out and you sort of assume it’s going to be a couple-of-years process and you don’t really start making any headway until you’ve written about a foot and a half of material, measured up off the floor. That’s when you really start to think of yourself as a writer in the way you look at the world. It’s a craft that takes a tremendous amount of time.

    I wish I had more of a sense that it was much more like learning to play a musical instrument. After four or five years you start not to embarrass yourself. It takes 10 years before you can even begin to call yourself proficient. (…) It looks deceptively easy from the outside. If you look at the lowest common denominator you think “I can do that.” The craft that’s necessary – the time it takes to have enough trial and error to keep going with it — that takes a very long time to develop.”

    We’re becoming proficient, Jenny!

    • May 5, 2011

      Wow. Mmmm. Yes.

      That really does put things in perspective! Thanks!! It’s crazy, isn’t it? When my daughter was recently going through all these neurology tests (still awaiting final results but is looking positive thank heavens) it really made me calm the heck down about the stuff I’d thought was so important. Why does life need to be so dramatic at times to make us realise that?!??!!

      Anyhoo, thanks for your well wishes and for your very good self. xx

    • May 5, 2011

      OMG I LOVE those quotes!!! Thank you so much, wow, that is so very inspiring. I’m gonna re-post them on the blog itself if that’s cool, very timely indeed.

      There’s certainly comfort in sharing the struggles of the path, huh? So glad we’re becoming proficient!! x

  3. kris sinclair
    May 4, 2011

    it sounds to me that you have a real zest for life: nothing wrong with that. its healthy and contagious. we are only here once(unless you believe in reincarnation), so I say YES! to squeezing every last drop out of time on this beautiful planet. what do you think?

    • May 5, 2011

      Thanks Kris, you’re always very encouraging!! Well, I’m torn – I do totally agree to only living once and squeezing every last drop out of life. I’ve always lived by it. But I think there has to be some happy medium between the crazy pace of it all and just having some R&R. Sometimes I worry that a bitter irony will strike in that living madly BECAUSE I know life can be cut short, might take such a toll on my health that my life WILL be cut short because of it!!

      Hmmm, maybe the middle way. i.e. living boldly, stepping out towards what you really want, and also realising that part of what you ‘really want’ is to chill out!!! 😉

  4. May 5, 2011

    PS For some reason this has formatted my comments weirdly. Sorry guys! Hope the comments are self-evident to whom they’re intended. x

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