My life really needs to slow down... Many friends will tell me to "breathe" and "relax" and "take some time off", which are all great concepts, except that it is not me who has a problem, it's the life around me that does.
Suppose I do change into a bathingsuit tomorrow and lay out by the pool all day... by the time I came back inside everyone would be hungry, I'd have to clean up dog doo doo, have my s-daughter remind me that we didn't pick up the new t-shirts at the church, run completely out of room because I didn't deliver the cans I've collected for our church, have a gazillion messages from friends I was suppose to call so we could do something in the afternoon with all the kids, my husband asking (again!) if I'd finished fixing the hot tub (yes I do), the trash all over the floor because I didn't change the bag... and much more.
So I would have to: feed everyone some cereal, clean up fossilized dog shit, go by the church on Monday to pick up the tees, bring the cans along and find the home where they now need to be dropped off, apologetically call back my friends (3 of them), finish the hot tub now that I have the part I need, clean up trash... and much more.
Now, is it worth it to me? Heck NO. As much as I know people have the best interest at heart when they tell me to slow down, they don't realize I'm running in front of a snowball that keeps going and growing the longer I let it go. Which was wonderful when I was single, but not since I started working for the little bosses with runny noses... most demanding job I've ever had. Oh! and I don't get paid. Or vacation. Or sick time. Or a Christmas Bonus. Or even my own desk! Or my own anything!!
Then Clara hugs me, tells me she loves me sooo much. She asks if I'm ok when she thinks I'm hurt and she does things to make me laugh.
And then Bala tells me I'm gorgeous, he kisses me and sings his "Mommy, mommy, mommy, you're my favorite mommy!" song he made up.
So then I'm happy for about 5 minutes, until I realize that one of the dogs had diarrhea...
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