It’s About Time

In my last post, I talked about what happened to Mike. I left out a lot of detail that I thought would freak some people (namely family members) out. Let’s just say Mike wasn’t himself.

We had to gamble whether or not to take him to the emergency room, just because if it wasn’t life or death, we would have been stuck with a $15,000+ bill. In hindsight, he should have allowed himself to collapse at work, because it probably would have been paid.

That said, the ordeal is over. Mike is well enough to work, but occasionally suffers lapses in energy. He has to remember that when he has a bought of energy, to take it easy anyway. If he over does it, he will suddenly hit a wall.

Having something like this happen has changed my perspective in things. I don’t know how many times I say “I’m going to self improvement here>… tomorrow (or next Monday, month, etc.) Whether it would be to lose weight, post to one of my blogs, write the next American novel, or sell one of my million dollar ideas, I always seem to want to do them… tomorrow.

Instead, I let things get into the way. I have to get “more organized” first, or maybe I need to get into a better routine, first… or maybe I should wait until Ethan <insert a milestone>.

One of the many books that I have read that inspired me in the first place has mentioned  something about not waiting for the stars to align, because that’s never going to happen… I KNEW this, and yet… I was still waiting.

No more waiting. No more waiting until the time is right, the kids are well-behaved, the camper remains clean for more than 5 minutes. I’m tired of being dictated by our finances. I’m tired of not being able to help people because we can barely afford to take care our own family.

I’m tired of waiting on others to do what they should be doing, so that we can do what we need to do so that we can use the RV for what it’s meant for (hint, it’s not living for 2 years in). Chances are, that person is doing the same thing I’m doing.

In short: I done being dictated by finances, what everyone else is doing, and my falsely perceived shortcomings.

…And I’m not waiting until Monday.

 

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