Have you ever had a passion for something but found that you were constantly being pulled away from it? That’s the way I’ve felt for the majority of this year. I love blogging. I would do it even if nobody ever stopped by to read what I wrote. Why, then, have I had such a hard time consistently putting out posts? I think I found the answer – too much toast.
I’ve allowed my life to become full of toast popping out of this toaster or that one. I’m always chasing after the freshest, warmest toast before it gets too cold. The problem is that those toasters just keep popping so I’m running around the kitchen of my life like a chihuahua after drinking a 2 liter of Mountain Dew. This constant back and forth becomes tiring after a while.
Scraped Over Too Much Bread
It reminds me of what Bilbo Baggins told Gandalf in The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring:
“I’m old, Gandalf. I know I don’t look it, but I’m beginning to feel it in my heart. I feel… thin. Sort of stretched, like… butter scraped over too much bread. I need a holiday. A very long holiday. And I don’t expect I shall return. In fact I mean not to.”
Have you ever felt that way? Perhaps, it’s not quite to this extreme, but you know something has got to change. That’s how I’ve felt when the toaster has popped lately. New toast? That’s great. I’ll get to it eventually.
Reducing the Toast in Your Life
As I look around at all the toasters I know that some of this has to go. In fact, a lot of it does. Which toast do I get rid of though? The cinnamon raisin? Maybe the sourdough? Mmmm … did someone say Toaster Strudel?
Cut Off the Crust Daddy
My son hates crust on his toast. Whenever I make it for him he insists that I cut off the crust. I don’t mind because I get to use my favorite utensil – the Kitchen Aid pizza cutter. I love that thing, but I digress. Maybe if I were as insistent as he is about it this approach would allow me to become more focused without giving up anything entirely. It hasn’t worked well for me in the past though.
Just Dunk It
Professional food competitors dunk their hot dogs into water to decrease the mass of the buns. There are a myriad of different time management systems out there that will allow me to cram more toast down my throat. It’s probably how I’ve been able to stuff so much toast into my life. It certainly does not allow for much time to enjoy it.
Feeding the Birds
Whenever we have leftover toast from breakfast I toss it in the back yard for the birds. It’s something my Grandmother did when I was growing up, and it always makes me think of her. While there is never a shortage of birds (or other critters) to take away the leftover toast, most of the time you have to hunt down the birds to take your metaphorical toast.
Sometimes There’s Just Too Much Toast
Don’t get me wrong. These methods work well if you just have a slight, or moderate, toast problem. Sometimes, though, there’s just too much toast. This past year has been extremely slow financially for me, but it has given me extra time to look at everything to which I’ve committed. I’d spread myself so thin over the past two decades that I just reached a point of burnout about two years ago.
There had been (and still is) too much over promising and not enough of me to deliver. As a result, things I really love and am passionate about have been dropped to the floor several times. The solutions above were not helping me because I had a toast obesity problem. I am slowly slicing a loaf off here and there in my life, but occasionally a stack will topple over on me burying me for a short time.
I’m still learning to say no. I still fight the urge to chase to the toasters. What about you? Is there too much toast in your life? Have you been stretched too thin? What are you doing to eliminate the extra toast in your life?