“What I do today is important, because I am exchanging a day of my life for it.”

I finished my day off today after going a million miles an hour non-stop from the moment I jumped out of bed (okay “jumped” might be a bit of an exaggeration, it was more of a begrudging stagger if I am totally truthful).  I was trying to respond to a hundred emails, answer a constant slew of incoming phone calls, answering questions for our builders, all while trying to do Monday partner meeting with my partners who had all come to my home for the meeting rather than our office because I had to be immediately available for the builders who are in the finishing stages of our new home and need instant answers about how high to hang a light or which wall to hang a towel bar etc all throughout the day so the meeting turned into five minutes of working with them to jumping out of my chair to answer a question and then talking again for another few minutes and then jumping out of the chair again to handle the next question.  Then add to that the fact that I was trying to do instant emailing back and forth with my son on his mission who only gets to email once a week and so I have to be at the computer as his emails come through so I can ask and answer the urgent questions on which classes to register him for at BYU for the semester without having to wait an entire week to ask a question and get the next answer – I never know what time of day he will be on so when his email comes through I have to stop everything else and use those few precious minutes to quickly go back and forth with him before he has to jump off for another week.  And all of these things went on for the entire day – I seriously reached the point that I thought my head was going to explode!  And after going a million miles an hour all day I suddenly see that the clock shows 8pm and I couldn’t say a single thing I actually got done from my to do list for the day…..ARGGHHHH…how does that happen!?!?!  How can you work so hard all day and be going as fast as humanly possible only to get to the end of the day and have no idea how to explain what you accomplished because not one thing from your to do list is actually done??

I can’t sit here and say I have the magic answer to that question, especially at a time in my life when things are so crazy busy I can’t even see straight – did I mention that building a house is seriously the most insane thing I have ever done?? Seriously.  It is one of the most time consuming, overwhelming, uber-crazy stressful things that I have ever, ever, ever done.  I must have been nuts to do it!  I am so excited to actually finish it and get to have my life back again.

So yeah, I don’t have the answer.  I guess the important thing is to work really hard every day, try to do good things, be working toward a goal, and even when you can’t say exactly what you accomplished that day you can know that you at least took a few steps closer to your goal.  Be nice to others throughout your day.  Then go to bed exhausted from all your hard work.   And keep this little poem handy to remind you of what each day means:

 This is the beginning of a new day.
I can waste it or use it for good.
What I do today is important because I am exchanging a day of my life for it.
When tomorrow comes, this day will be gone forever,
leaving in its place something I have traded for it.
I want it to be a gain, not a loss;
good, not evil;
success, not failure —
in order that I shall not regret the price I paid for it today.

                      -author unknown

Goodnight everyone, I am off to bed…exhausted… 😉



  • Donna says:

    Oh my…made me tired just reading about your day! 🙂
    Sounds to me like you actually did get a lot of things done & accomplished but maybe they weren’t on your to do list. I can so relate to feeling like it’s quite the crazy thing to do to build a house because we did that exact same thing a couple years ago! Loved the poem 🙂

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