I’ve been struggling. I feel like I am ALWAYS rushing somewhere or having to do something. I’m a very firm believer in punctuality. Being late is disrespectful to whomever you’re meeting, and in fact I think it’s just. plain. rude! So it’s not that I’m late for meetings, or school pickups or the like, it’s just that I am SO. FREAKING. BUSY. I’m rushing all the time and I cannot catch my breath.
Yes, I’m aware things are easier when you plan. Strategise. Use a diary. Have a driver / nanny / chef / PA. I just don’t. Can’t. Won’t. Argghh, I’m my own worst enemy! I feel like I’m treading water and it’s driving me insane. I’m a capable person. I run a business. I parent hard. I can cook. My driving skills are A+++ 😉
Hells, I can probably do anything I set my mind to (except be thin). But I cannot get my shit together and it freaks me out.
Did I remember to take meat out of the freezer for tonight’s meal? Nope.
Did I pay for the kitchen tea I was supposed to attend? Nope.
Have I liaised with the lift club moms about fine-tuning our schedule? Nope.
Did I remember to send the artwork to the printers after I accepted the quote? Umm, yes. (Yay!)
Will Tyra’s cough / chest infection have gotten worse today and need medicating? Hope not.
What do I need to cook / prep / plan for next weekend (when our happy home of 2 + 1 becomes 2 + 1 + 3 + 4) **
** Home for us is pretty calm and peaceful, except for every second weekend when three boys descend and wreak havoc. The mayhem is interspersed with kisses and cuddles and family walks and “I love you’s” so we’re totally down with it. BUT next weekend we have the boys. And we have house guests. So to recap: That’s us 2 adults and teenage Tyra. Add three tween boys. And the brother in law, girlfriend and another 2 kids. Our home is not that large. Henceforth known as the Weekend from Hell. RIP tranquility.
That’s not even half of what’s going on in my head right now. And here’s my plan of action:
- Finish this work day
- Get home and have a drink
- Avoid all worries because it’s Friday and I have time (It’s the WEEKEND!)
- Realise it’s Sunday night again and I haven’t done a single thing to retain my sanity
Well, ok, NO. I’m going to take this weekend to sit down and try to plan. Hopefully I won’t get bored after 30 mins and move on. I’m going to plan, prep and execute. I think I’ll need someone to keep a steady supply of tea coming.