I had this week booked. My schedule was lit up like a Christmas tree. I tend to do that to myself.
But this week, on top of my normally busy schedule, I started a new job that required many hours at the beginning of the week to train, I was stressed out about a couple assignments at school not going the way I wanted, and I had a really cool social media job set for this weekend.
Stylecon is a national convention where bloggers, makeup artists, stylists, etc. meet from all around the country. It’s supposed to have a couple thousand attendees at the Dallas one this year. And guess what? I was contacted to run their social media for the weekend! The Stylecon people looked at my Instagram when I applied to volunteer for the event and decided to have me run their Instagram and Snapchat for the event. You can imagine I was pumped! (This goes out to the haters that think social media is useless…)
Also, I had a friend coming in this weekend. My plan?
Run the social media for a national convention, not miss a single hangout my friends were having (which is a lot, let me tell you), go to an SMU football game with my family, not miss my Friday class, pick up an 8-hour work shift, go to church, and study for a few hours. All in one weekend.
Was I stressed?
Yeah, but what else is new?
Did all this happen?
Pshhh, no.
Times like this, God likes to tell me to chill. Because I think I am Superwoman and can handle everything all the time, and apparently I can’t.
So I got sick.
I tried to shake it off, but after one of my work shifts I decided to lay in bed, and I kinda just stayed there.
I called my mom, who conveniently lives 40 minutes from SMU with no traffic, and she came to bring me medicine. But after seeing that I had a fever or whatever, she decided to bring me home home.
And here I have been for three days. Just lying here. I had to cancel on 9 people in the last two days. And Stylecon.
I was bummed.
But you know what?
I was forced to chill. I needed that. I need to learn to stop.
Being sick shouldn’t be the only thing that gets me to lie down and do nothing. It’s healthy to just sit and breathe every once in a while, you know?
It sucks sometimes, but there are days that I really need to just stop. And breathe. And think.
I’m slowly recovering, and it helped that my best friends risked their healthy lives to visit me and bring me food, but I realized a few things while sitting in bed:
- I really wanted to help with Stylecon because I wanted to be cool. But I don’t need to prove my coolness!
- I got to thinking a lot about this blog and I really want to dedicate more time to it.
- In Luke 10 there’s a story about Mary and Martha. Martha was super busy doing a million things at once and was mad at Mary for not helping, but Jesus told Martha that Mary was in the right for having her priorities straight and just sitting at his feet. I need to watch myself so I don’t become a Martha. I can’t think that the many little things in life outweigh the important things.
- Ginger tea is the BOMB. I think I’ve been drinking 25 cups a day.
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