The other day I did something super scary.
First, a little background information. I have a lot going on right now. I’m super excited about creating some new avenues for myself, and there is a ton of information I need to obtain and take action on.
I have a full-time job, in addition to my blog, so I have a very limited amount of time in the evenings to pursue these opportunities.
So what was I doing for an hour and half Monday evening? That’s right, playing games on my phone!
What the honest fuck!?!?!?
Here I am, I know I have a ton of stuff to do, really important stuff, and I let precious time slip through my hands because, what? I needed to find another hidden object? I needed to play one more round of match three things or how many words can you make from these letters?
Now don’t get me wrong. I believe very strongly in the need for down time. If you need to rest because you are exhausted or just to keep your sanity, that’s all good.
But the hour and half isn’t a rare occurrence for me. In fact, usually three times a day (at lunch, when I get home, before I go to bed) I was indulging in game-time.
For months, slowly and steadily, I’ve been adding one more game to my phone. The result being that an average game-play session (because I must circulate through all of them) was about an hour.
But let me get back to the scary thing…
I deleted ALL the games off my phone.
My stomach felt sick and I could feel myself tensing up when I got ready to do it. But when I realized how much it was affecting me, that was the very same moment when I was sure I was doing the right thing.
To be honest, I felt kinda lost for the rest of the day. Out of sorts. Like something was missing and I didn’t know what to do with myself.
But when I got home and I didn’t have that distraction anymore, I really had no choice but be productive and get some shit done.
It’s so disappointing now, thinking about how much time I spent on those games and knowing that I could have been much closer to realizing some of my goals.
How much of this extra weight would be gone if I would have actually worked out instead of wasting an hour every evening? How much farther along in digesting all that information and maybe even been in the process of acting on it?
I know most of the time we all feel stressed and super busy, but might we be adding to it and/or making it worse? Do you have a time suck in your life?
Maybe it isn’t games. Maybe it’s binge-watching shows or YouTube videos, or scrolling through Facebook or hanging out at a bar.
As entertaining and enjoyable most of these things are, could they be holding us back from achieving something really amazing and life-changing?
What could you accomplish if you put these activities back into moderation and focused on things that were truly important to you? Things that could make your life better or easier or more fulfilling.
So what is your particular time suck? What would you like to accomplish or focus on instead? I know I am not the only one who gets in their own way. Make me feel better by sharing in the comments below.
Shit, now what do I do when I’m stuck waiting?