What Changed When I Stopped Being Busy All The Time

Only when I stopped seeing busyness as a badge of honor, could I see — and meet — my needs

Photo by Patrick Perkins on Unsplash

Back in the days of my Blogger blog, my name read “Busy all the time.”

I wore my busyness like a badge of honor, an in-joke with the other overworked and underpaid cooks who worked two jobs, sometimes three to afford rent in the most expensive city in the…