More with less and less with more...
It's back to the workaday world. The Thanksgiving holiday is over. I have had more time and done less with it. I will pay for that this week.
My plans were lofty. I had the entire week of Thanksgiving off from teaching. My goal was to get the schoolwork done last Saturday so that I could focus on those details of housework I usually have to ignore because of lack of time. You know, that messy closet, the garage, cleaning the windows before donning Christmas lights. Instead, I tried (and failed) to get schoolwork done day after day after day. (I'm pretty sure I have what my seniors term "senioritis," except that I'm the teacher.) The terrible thing is that I'm not quite sure what I did with my time -- except feel guilty that I had squandered it. (Oh, and I might have blogged a bit and done some online shopping.)
I was reflecting on the week when my daughter and son-in-law came to visit. I was expressing my frustration with myself -- how could I be so lacking in discipline? My 24-year-old son-in-law nodded knowingly, then said:
"Men are like trucks, they drive straighter with a weighted load."
Jim was quoting Mark Driscoll's "A Word to the Men," but I took it to my female heart. It was kind of a relief because of the "That's why!" realization. But it was also a relief because, well, I know I'm in good shape for this week. I have a heavy load -- and an opportunity to do more with less time.
(Which makes great blogging material for December's theme...)