Slow Down, Mom
Every so often I make the vow, publicly or in private, to stop taking on new projects or obligations. To say NO. To declare my to-do list closed. To slow. Down.
Usually that declaration is preceded by a series of small disasters. Last week I lost my debit card, missed a deadline, and forgot that Kyle was Special Helper and had a book report due. To my credit, instead of deciding I’m a terrible mother and wallowing in guilt, I recognized that I am overloaded, and vowed to – say it with me – slow down!
The problem is that when I slow down, the world doesn’t slow down with me. The deadlines don’t get pushed, school keeps on going, and nobody adds extra hours to the days. To simply stay afloat, I wind up working until midnight, then getting up early and working until I have to take Kyle to school. I dream in WordPress and photo sizes.
If I could only pause the rest of the world while I catch up. Instead, I refocus. Priorities.