Have you ever felt submerged by all the demands of life? I do, quite frequently if I’m honest. But then, I have quite a full plate, as do most working mothers I know. However, mix it up with the tendency towards insomnia that PD so kindly bestows upon the Chosen Few and you get an ungodly mix. I’m taking some time to catch up with myself as a result and so far it’s been helpful, to say the least.
The thing that gets me is the unending list of jobs to be done. They pop into my head and then pop out again. Which is a good thing until you realise you’ve forgotten to wash Elder’s footy kit and Little One has no trousers. Oops. So, I’ve started a Day Book. Look here it is.
Today is the first day so I’ve written down all, and I mean all, the jobs niggling me in the front of the book. Then I’m using the back of the book to divi them up into each day so I can make some progress. Where this has fallen down in the past is that I am a perfectionist to a certain degree and I end up giving up because I don’t get it ALL done. This time I’m being inspired by the FlyLady and her continual admonishments that you don’t have to be perfect, you just have to do SOMETHING. That has got to be better than giving up. So, here we go. I’ve spent an hour decluttering the playroom thus far. And I’ve emptied this amount of space….
Not Mount Everest I grant you, but better than nothing I think you agree? It’s a difficult balance, keeping the plates spinning. It is for everyone I know. PD just adds a little spice to the mix. I’m hoping my Day Book will skew the odds in my favour. If you’ve got any hints, tips or horror stories do let me know. It would be good to get some pointers.