I once heard someone say, “There are a lot of days in the week but someday isn’t one of them.”
The second those words entered my ears it became one of my favorite quotes, a mantra by which to live.
When I say those words to someone, it usually gets a chuckle or a grin. I don’t use that line to be funny, though.
As an author of fiction and some non-fiction, I get lots of people who tell me they wish they could write a book. Others talk about how they want to travel more, maybe visit Europe or Asia or South America or explore the United States. Still more talk about how they desperately want to start their own business or go back to school to get a degree.
I always tell them to go ahead and do it. And the answer is always the same.
“I will someday.”
Then I hit them with the line. They hit me with a smile or a laugh. And we go our separate ways until we meet again.
I worked as a high school guidance counselor for twelve years. The last six of those years, I wrote and published over a dozen books. And I did it in my spare time.
People used to ask me how I was able to write so many books while working a full-time job. I explained to them that you make time for the things you want to do in life. They would say that there was no time, they had kids, jobs, other obligations, or were just too tired.
My response is always the same, and perhaps a little insensitive. I tell them to stop talking about what they want to do because if it was truly what they wanted, they would make time for it.
I used to wake up 90 minutes early every day before going to work, just so I could get some writing done. And the first thing I did when I got home was sit down and crank out more content.
“But Ernie, when you have kids and other things going on, it’s too much. I already wake up at 5:30 everyday.”
Yeah, I get that one a lot.
Interestingly, I have a friend who works a full time job in a medical career. He’s got two kids, a wife, a dog, and a cat. He’s also on four or five committees, plays softball, and still manages to make time to spend with his family. Not to mention they travel quite a bit. Oh, and he trains daily for triathlons.
He must have found a magical time machine that gives him 36 hours in a day! Right?
Obviously I’m kidding.
No. He wakes up at 5:45 each day and goes to bed at midnight.
Maybe you think that isn’t enough sleep. Maybe you’d be right.
I had students who worked 12 hour shifts and then showed up to school straight from their jobs and they did this three times a week.
My question is, do you want to sleep or do you want to write that novel you’ve been talking about for five years, visit Tuscany, drive around the country, get that new degree, or start that business?
Procrastination can be a difficult thing to overcome. It gives us an out so that we can keep on with our busy lives, believing we are accomplishing or doing so much simply because we don’t have time.
Interesting thing, time. It is the only commodity of which every man woman and child has an equal share. Sure, lifespans are shorter or longer. But we all have the same amount of hours in a day.
How will you use yours?