I keep thinking that next week will be less busy, next week I’ll be more sane, next week I’ll be able to slow down and think a bit.
Except if I’m doing this every week then next week really isn’t going to be any different. The fact is that this is reality now.
I’m juggling, just like most people are. I’m juggling being a stay at home mom with running my own business, volunteering for a couple of committees, keeping up my blog and being online with my people, seeing friends and keeping up with commitments I’ve made to myself like reading more and exercising.
The fact is I’m not planning my time well. I keep to do lists, I have several calendars that I keep up to date, and then I fly by the seat of my pants. Sometime unexpected things come up.
Right now it’s overwhelming because some I’m adding in are new, a new client, new activities for the kid and for me, getting back into our old schedule after the holidays. It was overwhelming for a couple of weeks in September too, and then I figured it out.
I’m not going to be able to exercise every day, sometimes dinner will be basic and simple, some weeks we won’t have a play date arranged. That’s all okay. Everything is not going to get crossed off my lists every week. I can prioritize, I can get the big things done and do the small things later.
Some days I’ll be majorly productive and feel awesome about all the things I’ve accomplished, and some days I’ll have a bath instead of tidying downstairs. It all evens out in the end, right?