Just Twenty Minutes

Sometimes you just need a stupid-simple strategy. Here’s one.

When I left my first marriage, my young daughters and I moved in with my sister and her family. Our girls were all the same ages, she was a stay-at-home mom, and I had to go back to work right after we moved in. I’d leave for work early in the morning, and my sister was already at work when she woke up. While it might have been twice the love, it was also twice the little bodies, twice the energy, twice the  cooking, twice the tears, twice the noise, and twice the mess. We all agree that we wouldn’t trade that time for anything, but still....

Walking in the door one evening I could see that my sister was close to the end of her gracious rope. Surveying the household landscape strewn with evidence of another “fun” filled day, checking out the kitchen with no evidence of dinner in sight, and looking at my worn out sister with no evidence of a plan of attack, I said the only thing I could come up with:

Just twenty minutes. 

Twenty minutes later and with all hands on deck, the toys, books, splatter paints, My Little Ponies, and dress-up clothes were tucked away, the table was set, and dinner was underway. The 20 minute rule has been with us ever since. 

In just twenty mintues you can: 

Clean out your email

Schedule a hair cut, pedicure, dentist appointment, car tune-up, chiropractor appointment, and piano tuner. 

Make that phone call you’ve been putting off

Plan your week

Grocery shop  

Apologize

Write another paragraph of your manuscript

RSVP to an invitation, and order a birthday present for the party girl

Fold the laundry

Hold a productive meeting

Make a decision 

Write a blog

Apply for medicare

Fill-in-the-blank that you keep putting off

Life can be pretty daunting. Twenty minutes is not.

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