The “B” word… (busy)

Last year I realised (and was told several times) that I was always busy. Every time someone asked how I was going I was quick to respond with busy – but I realised that busy, for me, was synonymous with stressed. I found that was I was doing a lot stuff that was really not productive. Instead, it was box ticking in order to prove that I was valuable and “doing my part” or whatever that is supposed to mean. Basically, I was getting stuff done but it wasn’t the important stuff. The stuff that I wanted to get done versus the stuff I needed to do.