Snails Pace

I have to admit that this "creating the life you want" business is a lot of work. Some people are good at this sort of thing, take my sister-in-law Heather for example. She seems to have her life plotted out. She makes her way down an imaginary list ticking off her accomplishments. It's like watching someone going through a grocery list. PhD, check. Married by 30, check. House, check. Baby, check. Oops, forgot to write this one down, create a catering business, check....and let's see, next on the list is baby number 2 but that's not until the aisle number 4. All I can do is stare and wonder, "Is she for real?"

I have a list. Hell, I have 20 lists! I might be ticking through them at a snails pace but I guess it's progress from my past where I'd create a list and stuff it into the bottom of my purse only to be found a year later when digging for a dime at a drive-thru window. While that is generally a happy moment, a smile of recognition usually spreads across my face "ahh, hello dear list, I remember you", it just gets stuffed back in, I know not a very progressive cycle.

This new snails pace forward, however, is unnerving. I am at best in a state of complete frenzy probably  95% of the time. I must look similar to a panicked mouse because I get a lot of people asking if I'm OK, at which point I usually belt out a hurried "Yeah, why?"

How do people look so calm when accomplishing life goals? Is it practice? I guess that I'll find out but in the mean time maybe a nice glass of wine would help.