Looking For A Good Time?

I sure am! To piggyback off of Katie's post from yesterday, I need more time. Everything lately has become routine, necessary and downright boring!

Don't get me wrong, I'm crazy busy. Stupid busy. And I'm not sure what I can scrape off my plate. And though I love being busy - thrive on it really - it has gotten out of control. I am forgetting to do things...important things. And the things I actually remember to do, I rush through to get done to move onto the next. Even my workouts have become another item on the to-do list instead of a chance to escape my insane reality.

I live and die by my to-do list. I love to cross things off as I get them done, but lately the the list is out of control. It has taken on a life of its own. And I fully expect it to slide out of the drawer and walk out the door pissed off that I'm not doing anything about its agenda items! Though, this would give me free time!

Laundry. Yardwork ('tis the season). Easter. Birthdays. Dinner. Dishes. Shopping (even this has become a chore...and I'm a chick who LOVES to shop). Cleaning. Kids. Husband. Dogs. Work. Work. Work!

I need a vacation, but that isn't going to happen anytime soon. I need a way to interject fun into my everyday. I'm usually good at this. Finding the silver lining. Taking a step back and a deep breath. But I'm overwhelmed, overworked and overstressed! And I'm too tired at the end of any given day to do my nails, call a friend, go out for a drink.

So I've decided to extend my to do list and schedule time to chill. Five minutes here to send a quick email to a friend. Ten minutes there to go throw the ball to the dog in the yard and enjoy the sunshine. Staying up a bit later to read for a few minutes--not related to work or children or housework.

Wish me luck! I'm either gonna find a way to chill or I'm gonna go crazy.

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Happy New Year!

On Saturday night/early Sunday morning, we all bid farewell to 2011. Some wishing the door would hit the year in its ass on the way out, some remembering the year fondly like a good friend who suddenly had to leave. I have to admit, I was completely indifferent about 2011. My life has settled into a comfortable routine and aside from the everyday ups and downs, remains fairly quiet. I am not at all upset by this, in fact, quite the opposite. Quiet is good. Quiet means simple. I like quiet.

I was looking over my resolutions for 2011--which aren't really resolutions at all, but more of a bucket list cross-sectioned with a to-do list. As a strict type A personality, to-do lists are my way of showing the world my accomplishments--one crossed off item at a time. My 2011 "to-do's" weren't much different...except I didn't actually do many of them.

I keep the list in my draft folder of my email and would check on it now and again. Clearly, I had made some "resolutions" that I felt I should make, but were a bit cliche. Things I never actually intended on doing. The beautiful thing about a list on the computer is, if you don't get to it, you can always just highlight and delete! As a type A, I wouldn't do that. Just beat myself up over what I did not accomplish!

There were a few that I did stick to and follow through on and that I will continue to work on. But, and this is probably the most important thing, there are a bunch of things I had never included on my list from 2011 that I just so happen to accomplish. I ran two half-marathons (more importantly, I found the time to train for them), I started working for trade at my local yoga shop, I spent more time with my friends. The list goes on and on, but the overall "thing" that I accomplished, that as a working mom with extra special kids with extra special circumstances, is that I finally made time for me. I never thought of adding that to my 2011 to-do list, it just sort of happend. And I'm happy that it did. Sometimes getting side-tracked and derailed is just what we need, even when it isn't part of the master plan.

In the end, I guess making time for myself is as cliche as resolving to "get fit" or "quit smoking," but as a type A, I have written the extra BIG thing down that I  accomplished and promptly crossed it off!

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