Chasing Grace

First of all, it takes a bit of time to adjust my inner clock back to Standard Time. As far as I’m concerned they can just leave it like this. I love feeling like I have and ‘extra’ hour in the day now, even though it’s actually the hour that was ‘taken away’ back in the spring. But as much as I love it, it is still an adjustment. I just wish they’d do away with the whole time-change thing. I really hate the whole Daylight Savings Time concept. It’s no longer necessary, and now they keep moving it around. Please just leave the clocks alone. This really messes up my inner clock something fierce.

Second, I have decided I will be spending less time on the computer. Last week I took a serious look at how much time I waste on this machine, and I’ve decided I need to schedule my time better. So far, it’s been working out nicely. I need to concentrate on my writing, quality reading and developing a second income. I need to stop playing games and reading useless websites like TMZ (however much fun they may be).

Thirdly, and maybe most importantly, I am attempting to embrace the idea that I don’t need an immaculate house. Sometime in my early twenties my inner neat-freak was born into the world. Before I was married, I was able to indulge in my neatness obsession without any trouble. Now that I am married, it has been a challenge. My husband, while very clean, is also a pack rat extraordinaire. (Okay, he’s not that bad. I’ve seen far, far worse. But it’s fun to use extraordinaire in a sentence.) Now this does not mean that my house is now a mess, but I’ve realized I have better things to do with my time than chase down every last scrap of paper and speck of dust and annihilate it with my perfectionist ray. As long as things are clean, I just don’t care that things aren’t organized anymore. I think it’s all part of my ‘healthy apathy’ plan (another post on that forthcoming), and so far I am very happy with the results. I would rather read, write and create than worry about how disorganized things are.

I the Celts had the right idea about when the year begins. I actually find myself thinking about adjustments, improvements and other life changes during autumn far more than after January 1st. Also, I think as I get older, the adjustments are having more meaning. It’s not just about getting in shape or breaking bad habits. It’s more about finding peace and contentment in my life, and finding more time for what is important. These are adjustments that have meaning. At least to me.