Do you ever have those days, weeks, months, where it just seems you can never catch up?
|Overwhelmed – my word for August|
Every day there are a multitude of things that I want to do for myself. I want to run, I want to blog, I want to read books, veg out on the couch, sip Starbucks and actually have a moment to enjoy it. I want to break out my sewing machine and start making things again, dust off my boxes of beads and start making jewelry, I want to open up my giant bin of markers and draw pictures for my house. I want to write articles and submit them to magazines, I want to work on making sure I keep up my skill set so when I return back to the work force I won’t be relegated to flipping burgers at McDonalds.
So many wants and so very little time.
I want to make new friends and keep the ones I already have. Relationships require time and effort. I’m learning the older I get that the gift of time is indeed a very large gift. When I had tons of free time, spending an afternoon with a friend was not a gift to them. Heck they were doing me a favor most times keeping me occupied. Now the little time I have to give is a gift to me and a gift [hopefully] to the friend I am with. The time they are spending with me is also a gift as I am sure their lives are as busy as mine.
I do not have enough time for the friends I already have.
I try my best to make time but there is only so much of it and as a parent the time you have to devote to yourself gets less and less as the demands of your children increase. I do realize that everyone, not just parents, lack of time, however until you are a parent you will not truly understand the sacrifice involved. I happen to think it’s worth it, but it is a crazy sacrifice.
I used to wonder what stay at home moms did all day and why they got offended when you asked them this. Now that I am that mom, I am likely to either scream at you or dream of punching you in the face if you ask me what I do. What don’t I do? I don’t have a nanny, a babysitter, or a cleaning lady. I manage, or try to anyways, a home where 5 people, 2 dogs, and 2 hermit crabs live.
Simple things like laundry become not simple when you are 5! On any given day each of us wear 1 outfit as our daily outfit, my husband and I both workout or run, so add in a 2nd outfit for each of us and I put fresh pj’s on all 3 of my kids each night. This means each day at a minimum we go through 10 outfits – multiple this by 7 and that is 70 outfits a week that need to be washed, folded, hung, and possibly ironed. The laundry alone is overwhelming.
Then you have the dishes – which seem to never end – and are probably the chore I hate most in life…..if you come to my house you are likely to see a pile in the sink. Guess what – I do not care. I am not defined as a person by how clean my house is, or whether I have dishes in the sink. If you judge me on either, then I most likely do not want to be your friend.
Laundry and dishes can be put off, but feeding my children, tending to them when they cry, or helping them wipe their bums are not things I can put off till tomorrow. Children take up allot of time and the time they take is not time that you can decide to put off to another day when you feel like doing it…..their needs are immediate and interrupt anything you should try to do.
This is why each and every day I have a to do list a mile long, and more often then not, only 1 or possibly 2 things get done on them.
Yesterday I was forced to evaluate my priorities. I was invited to a press conference Monday morning for National Marathon. They would be formally announcing that National Marathon is now run by the Competitor Group and is a Rock N Roll race. Josh Cox would be there and I sooooooooo wanted to meet him…..
|How can I resist this little face?|
Sunday night Colton was a mess. He started crawling two weeks ago and now thanks to all the wonderful germs he is now touching on the ground, is sick. I decided that dropping him off at my mother in laws so I could go to DC to see Josh Cox was selfish. My son is my priority.
I lamented but knew that I had another chance to meet him Monday night at a group run at Pacers. As a National Marathon Ambassador I would be on the VIP list[being the running geek I am this excited me!]. I wanted to print out my post “Hey Josh Cox: Here Is My Dream” and have him sign it. I planned on framing it and adding it to my collection of running stuff I love.
Last minute I got an email inviting me to a friends house to hang out and help celebrate another friends birthday. I wanted to hang out with my friend but I SOOO wanted to meet Josh Cox. What would I do? The old me would have gone and ran with Josh Cox, I mean after all it was the chance of a lifetime to meet a US 50K record holder. Who wouldn’t have chosen that? I mean a friend will always be there – right?
Wrong. Friends won’t always be there. Friends come and go. True ones understand, as I am sure my friend would have if I had chosen Josh Cox over her……but this is the same friend who watched my kids while pregnant with her third, so I could run 20 miles during the week. When I need a shoulder to lean on, it certainly won’t be Josh Cox’s.
|Happy Birthday Karen!|
I picked my friend. I had a great time, hanging out, drinking wine, and being silly with a group of girls I rarely get to see unless we are running together. In fact I can not even remember the last time I hung out with any of them sans kids if we were not running. What I realized is it’s important to evaluate your priorities in order to fit in what really matters. I do not have time for all I want to do. I never will. The only way to make sure my minutes matter is by managing the small amount of time I have better.
What are your tips for staying on top of life? How do you manage it all? How do you make time? How do you decide what is important?