Maxine Waters, you get me. You really do. If only life worked like a congressional hearing. Sadly, unlike Steve Mnuchin, kids generally give zero sh*ts about The Maxine Stare.
I sometimes wish I could tell my kids “RECLAIMING MY TIME” after a morning of
screaming that their pants “aren’t soft enough” challenging moments, so that we can leave for school just 20 minutes late instead of typical 30. But sadly life with little humans doesn’t work that way.
Time is short and precious and not to be wasted. And yet so much of it is– out of fear, other commitments,
meetings that should be emails, layoffs, or arguing about stuff that doesn’t matter. I kind of wish more of my time would be wasted by someone praising my accomplishments, but hey– please somebody do that that’s beside the point.
My point is that wasting time can be terrifying to us. It can be a cycle of paralysis, perfectionism, and procrastination. When a burden weighs heavy, it takes Maxine-level guts to speak up to it and get going on something– anything– productive.
Creatives are typically passionate people, but that passion is not an on/off switch that can be easily worked with 100% of the time. Everyone has off days
not Maxine Waters but they’re the days to recharge and scope out the next step to get over that bump.
So today I’m digging for my inner-Maxine and trying to remember that the time spent these last two months
occasionally taking naps in my job search was not wasted. I’m reclaiming my time as being part of the process.
Go forth and give the world your Maxine Stare, folks.
Stand up. Be productive. Take the step. But also remember to take time to reclaim that time as your own.