Is not the best time to do my work. I stare at the page and I’m overwhelmed by how tired I am. I’m filled with emotions from the work day. From taking care of the kids. From all the hundreds of things that happen in a given day.
When is the best time for me to do this work? I’m either just waking up. Or fighting heavy eyelids. Or in the hustle of the day. I’m squeezing it in where I can. But nothing feels ideal.
And maybe this is an important realization. Hard work never has an ideal time. In fact most of the time it’s a less than ideal time. That’s the nature of doing something you love while also doing the things that pay the bills and keep your life together.
Stop waiting for ideal. Stop waiting for a perfect time. Instead do everything you can with what you’ve got. If it’s five minutes don’t squander them wishing you had more time. If it’s on the bus don’t waste it scrolling through social media. Time is what we make of it.
The end of the night or first thing in the morning doesn’t matter. What matters is showing up and doing this really difficult work again and again. Ideal is a myth we need to get away from. And the sooner we realize no time is ideal the sooner we can do the thing that lights up us and challenges us to be who we want to be.
