“There is no point at which you can say, ‘Well, I’m successful now. I might as well take a nap.”
American actress and screenwriter, Carrie Fisher, was born on this day in 1956.
But, I really want a nap.
Seriously.
No, this is not yet another post in which I complain about how much I have to do.
And yet, it is.
I mean, as I said to co-worker at my day job the other day, “How is it that I’m currently involved in six shows either as an actor, a producer, a director, or promoter, or some combination of the above?”
I’m not sure that’s my definition of successful.
It’s more my definition of how the heck did these things get so out of control?
Don’t answer that. I already know.
I over-committed.
I am telling you that, not to whine, but so that you can learn from my mistakes.
It’s okay to say no. And I’m saying that more than it looks like. That’s another post perhaps.
But when your wife asks if you can have breakfast with college friends whom you dearly love and you have to say “okay, if you can paint the porch,” then just maybe you need professional help.
If you can find time for an appointment.
Or maybe you need a professional painter.
The breakfast/porch story is true, by the way. I’ll let you know when the painting is done.
I called to wish my brother a happy 62nd birthday the other day. We talked a bit about our home town and about how, while there’s absolutely nothing to do there that would provide either of us a sustainable income, life seemed to be much simpler. There was more time to relax.
I’d tell myself that I need to make more time to relax, but it would just be another task on the to-do list.
Look, I doubt that my life is any busier than anyone else’s. It’s the culture in which we live. We’re all doing too much.
I’m committing to change that. Every project I mentioned above has an end date and I’ve made a list of considerations that must be applied before I accept anything new.
Which is good because I just accepted three new writing clients.
I’m going to miss that nap.