365 days in my shoes Day 239


It’s Tuesday. Some people have already been back at work a week or so and some go back today.

And then, there are some of us who still have another week. Since I have changed LA either side of these holidays, I am in the fORRtunate position of actually gaining an extra day’s holiday. I don’t start until 3rd September!

The week leading up to that first week back can often be filled with lots of planning, getting ready and sometimes a bit of panic.

We often wish that there were mORR than 24 hours in a day.

We work all the hours God sends and still want more. Then we feel we have neglected those things that truly matter and we can’t get the time back.

Get the balance right. Make sure you have the right things prioritised.

Don’t sweat the small stuff!


Who are your golf balls? Make time for the things that matter. Don’t put it off until tomorrow. Tomorrow never comes!


I love this ‘story’ about ‘Is it full?’ You may have already come across it before.

Perhaps today is one of those days to share it with you.

The mayonnaise jar and two cups of coffee


When things in your lives seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the two cups of coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.


The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.


(SORRy, appeared in a google search and made me laugh.)


The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous “yes.”


The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.


“Now,” said the professor as the laughter subsided, “I want you to recognise that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things – your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favourite passions – and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

“The pebbles are the other things that matter, like your job, your house and your car.”

“The sand is everything else – the small stuff. If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued, “there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.


“Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first – the things that really matter.

Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.”
One of the students raised her hand and enquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. “I’m glad you asked.
“It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.”


2 thoughts on “365 days in my shoes Day 239

  1. Sadly I learnt this a few years ago – now I always try to put my golf balls first – or decide to swap things over. It’s important to put time in your diary for golf balls so that they don’t slip down the list.

    • I have had ten months of putting my two main golf balls first. They can be tough times and although over the past 10 months, 8 were spent well over par, the last two have scored a few birdies and even the odd eagle.

      Take care and look after those balls.

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