3 reasons why we don't make time for the things we love (and what you can do about it)
It may come to you as no surprise if you’ve been around my blog for a while, that I love taking walks, and I love doing creative things like art journalling. They both make me feel really good, and they’re my go-to things if I need to clear my head, de-stress and take some time out for me. […]
It may come to you as no surprise if you’ve been around my blog for a while, that I love taking walks, and I love doing creative things like art journalling. They both make me feel really good, and they’re my go-to things if I need to clear my head, de-stress and take some time out for me. But I don’t do them as often as I would like to. And I’m guessing that if I asked you your top 2 things that make you feel good, you probably don’t do them as much as you’d like to either.
So what’s going on here?
There's three main reasons why we don't make time for things we love that I’m going to cover in this post. They can be easily overcome, to get more of the good stuff in our lives and to increase our sense of wellbeing in general.
Can I get a hell-yeah?
Great stuff, now down to it:
First reason - We get sidetracked
Life is so busy. And by busy, I don’t only mean the amount of things we need to do. I mean the noise, the level of busy-ness. We’re in the age of multi-tasking. You know what I mean - checking our phones when we wake up in the morning, trying to sneak in a bit of productivity while we cook the evening meal, being on your laptop while watching TV and catching up with family & friends on how their day's been. That kind of thing.
When it comes to doing something you love, allocate time just for that one thing. Put your phone on silent, turn off all distractions and focus. And take it seriously. Downtime for you isn’t something that’s negotiable on the To-Do lis
Pep talk - what do you keep meaning to do?
Last night I did something that I’ve been meaning to do since this time last year. It’s not profound, it’s not impressive, it’s something that’s really simple. And that was get in bed at 7pm with a good book and spend the whole evening in bed reading. That might not be your cup of tea, […]
Last night I did something that I've been meaning to do since this time last year. It's not profound, it's not impressive, it's something that's really simple.
And that was get in bed at 7pm with a good book and spend the whole evening in bed reading.
That might not be your cup of tea, but bear with me.
Last November, I went to Geneva for a long weekend by myself. I'd already spent most of every day by the Lake, visiting the Red Cross Museum (I would thoroughly recommend it) and having a good explore. It got to the night time, and I wasn't staying in the nicest of areas and I also hadn't clocked on how expensive everything in Geneva would be. (It was also very dark). So I decided to have a night in, as in from 5pm onwards.
It was the first time I had ever spent a weekend alone, and although I was terrified before I went, it was the one weekend that taught me that my own company is something I hugely value.
I'm sat in my hostel after cooking creamy tomato pasta (my lack of French meant I ended up putting a whole tub of creme fraiche in, yuk), and wondering what to do.
The thought crosses my mind just to get in bed and settle down with the new Jodi Picoult book I'd bought. So I did, only slightly judging my boring self for not going out to do more exploring.
And it was one of the nicest and relaxing evenings in I can remember.
Since getting back, getting in bed early with a book has been something I've tried to do, and often failed. Life often gets in the way, and often, I'm just not in the mood.
So, last night, I just did it.
I knew I had a couple of things I needed to do, but I put them to the back of my mind, and just got in bed and opened my book.
And the first thought that came to my mind was, why do I not do this more often?! But instead of beating myself up about it, I just enjoyed the moment and finished my book, waking up feeling more rejuvenated than I have in the last couple of weeks.
So that brings me back to the title of this post. What do you keep meaning to do? I don't mean a chore, or something that's on your to-do list. What's something that you've done before and meant to try again? What's something relaxing you've always fancy?
Now, go and do it. And if you can't do it, schedule it in for the next couple of days. You don't need a reason for it, just do it.
It's often the things that our mind and bodies need that we fail to do, because like I said before, life just gets in the way.
So do it now, bask in it, and plan to do it again!
What do you keep meaning to do? Get out your planner, and schedule it in! And tell me all about it in the comments!