It might not technically be a syndrome, but I go through periods where I'm too productive. Sounds, weird, I know, but it's true.
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I get so wrapped up in meeting goals that my mind is pinging off in sixty directions. I love cooking, but I'll forget to savor the joy of making a good meal. The thought of reading an entire novel in one sitting seems ludicrous. Putter around, listening to music? Who has time for that? And let's not go into the ungroomed eyebrow situation I became aware of in an unfortunate glance in the passenger mirror of my car.
Sometimes I'm too busy. And it's all my fault.
Sure, my kids are in sports. My nights truly are NOT my own. But I could reduce my word goals. I could schedule half an hour a day for nothing. Nothing? Hmm...
Truth is, I feel icky when I'm too busy and too productive. I might be meeting goals, but I have no time or energy for simple things.
Last week I spent thirty minutes every morning just straightening up and doing basic cleaning. It renewed my love for my home. Twice I brought the novel I'm reading to baseball and I read before the game started. Reminded me I can find time for things I love. Yesterday I spent fifteen minutes planning meals and forty-five more reading a magazine. Ahhh....
If you are in that icky too-productive cycle, hop off for a few minutes each day. Get renewed!
What little things do you do to relax?
Have a wonderful day!!