I got to work "early" today. I put early in quotations because I arrived at 7:45 which is 15 minutes later than my 7:30 goal but about an hour earlier than I typically show up.
In the last 30 minutes I've had two thoughts that made me pause:
1. I need a more disciplined life
2. I wish time would slow down
The first thought actually came to me first earlier this morning. My alarm went off at 6 but I didn't get up; partially because I never get up with the first alarm and partially because I didn't know what to do. Should I go on a run, make breakfast, pack a lunch, read, journal, order contacts, do my hair, hang out with Ryan, check my email etc? Like so many times before I was paralyzed by indecision.
I eventually got up and as I grabbed my RXBar (my new favorite on-the-go breakfast) I figured grabbing an RXBar everyday would probably be a good idea; a routine would be a good idea.
And as I turned the corner to the office I saw the same woman I see everyday (well, every day that I arrive before 8) running. I don't know her, but I like her. I like that she gets up everyday and knows that she is going running.
My other thought, the "I wish time would slow down thought," hit me as I closed the open files on my desk top. Once they were removed I could see my desktop photo, a photo of my parents with Ryan and I at last September's CAVC Annual Meeeting. It's the meeting where I was awarded 2015's Operator of the Year.
Today at 9 I had a phone conference to discuss who should be 2016's Operator of the Year and later this week I'll be shipping the trophy back so its new owner can have their name added to the base plaque.
The thing is, is that it doesn't feel like it's been a year since the photo was taken or since I was given the trophy. It doesn't even feel like it's been a month.
Last night Ryan and I drafted our Fantasy Football teams. It was so much fun! Not only because I got a great team but because it was nice just to have fun with Ryan. As I went to bed I remember thinking how awesome it was that the night didn't feel like it flew by; it felt like there was time to enjoy it. And as I wondered why, the only explanation I could think of was that the night didn't fly by because I didn't over program it. I didn't have a million things to do; I had one think to do - enjoy drafting my team.
This morning I came up with a theory to reconcile my two thoughts. It goes a little something like this:
If I led a more disciplined life, if I set a routine, I would have more time. More time to be free, to enjoy and to relax.
I've never been good at structure, at routine, but the more I live, the more I read and the more I learn I'm beginning to think that structure might be key to a more successful life; both personally and professionally. Structure and Essentialism, the idea of cutting out everything that isn't necessary, like good design but for your life instead of for marketing.
If you have any routines that you practice I would love to hear about them in the comment section below.