Just So You Know

Don't you just hate...

the days when you're exhausted at the end but you can't point to one productive thing that got done during the day?
My mom would call them chicken days - They're days you ran around like a chicken with its head cut off, accomplishing nothing but exercise and frustration. A chicken day every now and then isn’t too bad, they usually contain a lot of small tasks that have been put off until someday and now someday is here. It’s when you get a month of chicken days that your ego and endurance take a hit. A full year of chicken days begins to hit your self esteem. In Ethics class we’ve been reading Victor Frankl’s Man’s Search for Meaning and it hit me that the most frustrating thing about chicken days is that they have no overlying meaning – they’re pointless days with no fruitful purpose. But when you sit down and ask the hard questions, they may have an underlying point. It’s just a matter of making the time to sit and ponder and contemplate and finding the connecting threads.
Or if the chicken days have been endless – just snap out of it. Find a meaning to your life, set goals to reach that meaning, eliminate the chicken actions, and concentrate on the meaningful things that bring you closer to your goals.

posted by Shondratasha @ 17:29