I Can’t Help Myself

I’m a health coach. It’s my job to help other people. I’m good at what I do.

So why do I suck so bad at helping myself?

Currently I’m straightening things out. I mentioned I lost my job of 27 years which was fine because I didn’t want to be there anymore anyway. Now I have all this work that I’m doing to start my own business which is also fine – I like being busy, it’s kind of my thing.

The problem though was I lived the highly structured work life thing for so long and it made me miserable so I no longer want to do that. Instead I wanted to have a very loose structure so I could do what I wanted which in theory would make me happier. However, when not provided with any structure I tend to flop around without purpose and never really accomplish anything in an efficient manner.

So I set myself a structured schedule so I can hold myself accountable for different things I need to do every day – business stuff, education, self-care and art. And the first incarnation of this schedule was terrible.

Why you ask?

Because the number one first thing I discuss with a client who is trying to establish a routine is if they are a morning, afternoon, evening or night person. You want to schedule the tasks that require the most energy around the time that you have the most energy and are the most productive.

It makes perfect sense right?

Well I ignored that whole thing and put my more taxing tasks around the time that I want to do nothing more than sign off and pour a little rum into a glass.

And it wasn’t until I had a conversation with a coach that I’m working with that the lightbulb went off. Why don’t I just follow all the things that I propose to my own clients.

Life is always a learning experience and this week was a good one. I now know that once I define my structure and what this new work / life balance I can then mutate it into a free form structure that will provide me with the most happiness.

Looking at the clock it is currently 5:00 p.m. and my schedule is telling me I’m supposed to be on the front porch with a glass of rum.


About Sean White

A self-made minus-millionaire.
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