Hurry…
Lately, I’ve noticed people saying to me “go ahead, you seem to be in a hurry” or yesterday, a classic “you’re driving me crazy”. The thing is, these things are said to me by total strangers.
Yesterday, I laughed with the woman at the grocery store. In the beverage aisle, I could not locate the type of pop I was sent to the store for. I kept walking back and forth down the aisle, over and over, behind this woman’s grocery cart. She laughed and I laughed when she commented and I made a half-hearted apology as I left the aisle.
There is no doubt that I am purposeful as I do most things. However, I find that being labeled “in a hurry” has a negative connotation to me. I am focused, and if I really think about it, I appear to rush from thing-to-thing. I think I may be missing out on opportunities for laughter-giggles-smiles by my focused approach.
That’s what I want more of – more laughing – endless giggles – smiles all day long. It sounds like it’s time to remember my “there is enough time in the day to get everything done” mantra and breathe more slowly.
