I was taught a lesson in life: you can work hard or you can work smart.
There’s a certain sense of expectation that reigns over all of us. From the workplace where you spend your days, you home where you have dinner with your family and even when a boy meets a girl and cupid shoots to kill. We manage our expectations and how to uphold them or break them, it’s our choice. But what I’ve come to realise lately is that we can expect someone to be as productive as you and they will only ever really be ‘busy’, not productive.
See being busy is easy, you can try it at your leisure when you have time. It’s like the Afrikaans saying goes: ‘Jy boer lekker agteruit’. We keep ourselves busy with menial tasks and things that don’t add value to our lives and people will see it as being productive, where actually its like being on only a treadmill; you’re moving, but not forward.
I’ve recently fallen victim to this where I will lay out all these grand plans in my head and how to maximise time with everything in my life and the next thing I know I’m playing catch up to myself. I end up seeming very busy and always doing something but really end up not having anything to show for it. It’s a fine line but I believe we should keep busy, like Liah keeps my wife and I busy but it should be for the betterment of ourselves and towards a point.
Liah discovered her voice these past few days and through the laughs and smiles we get a scream every now and then. I can’t be upset because I see her growing in front of my eyes and it’s like they say: always forward, never back.
