There's so much I want to do, and never enough time to do it!
I'm sure that statement is hilarious to some because I don't have kids yet. I'm sure I'll look back in a few years and wonder why I didn't get more done with all the free time I had? I feel that way about college. I remember thinking that there was so much to do and so little time. Looking back, that seems absurd. How hard is it to write a twenty page paper? Seriously? But, right now, I feel pretty busy!
This brings me to my second thought: why do we value "being busy" so much?
Many women have complained that other people look at their scrapbooking and said, "You must have a lot of time on your hands." Obviously, the implication is that the speaker is super busy while you are doing nothing but this useless hobby! Similarly, I went to a crop last weekend and several women came over to look at my pages. "Wow. This must have taken you forever. I would never have that kind of patience."
On the other hand, I look at friends of mine who exercise religiously and wonder where they find the time. And, I think that's the answer. We choose what we must get done at the expense of other things.
I always find the time to take a shower in the morning, even when I get up late and am running behind. My Mother would never leave the house without her makeup. If the choice is between dishes and crafting, I will choose crafting every time. In fact, I often choose it over sleeping and eating. Some very basic needs. And yet, it's not even a question.
I find the time.