Taking My Sweet Time
Don't poke fun at the procrastinator. They have to find the right place and time to complete the best scenario. I would often scuff at my hubby. He is among the slowest, most thoughtful people I've ever seen. He thinks through every decision and sometimes does not accomplish many tasks in what I would consider, a timely matter.
However I live for the future. I am always thinking of the next task, the next opportunity and the next day to get it done. Before noon, I am already planning the next day. I planned today yesterday, so why waste the day trying to figure things out further? Right? I do stay in the moment some of the time. I appreciate what I am experiencing unless its a useless and repetitive task. I rather my brain get lost in the tasks of the weekend or the ideas of tomorrow. Blogging has been the playing field for us thinkers. Those that get lost in their mind and fantasies. We always have a story to tell, and an idea to research. To the procrastinators like my Hubby, I know I look like a crazy, wild woman that never stops until my head hits the pillow. Even then, I physically move in my sleep. I'm probably running errands in my dreams.
For the first time in my life, I am taking my sweet time. I have not rushed the process of adoption. It is not a simple task to undertake. I can not rush the paperwork, other people, nor the timeline. I have to go with the flow, and I am finally OK with that. Don't get me wrong, I spent 10 months freaking out on how patient I needed to be with adopting a child. I wanted things to go at the speed of a pregnancy. A couple months spent on paper and classes, a couple months on matching, a couple months on preparing and BOOM! BABY! That was so 2014 thinking! Now, I am on cruise control. I am taking in the sites and sounds of this whole process. I am aware of the possible bumps and curves. I have heard the crazy and sweet stories.
My family have wondered why I am so "slow" and I told them that there is no need to rush, so why fret. My goal is to be thoughtful and intentional. To work smarter and harder because there is a pay off somewhere in the mix. Yes I work 2 jobs and nearly 50 hours a week as do my calm husband. But we have a goal, just no deadline. Sometimes it gets to me, but I just have to remember that the turtle always wins the race. I want the prize at the end of this race and the days afterward wont be planned by me!