Busy

Procrastination is not my friend. Most of the time I am on point, some things get moved to the back burner, some of these things are not by choice. I can keep my house cleaned, feed my family and run the show. I have only learned to delegate in more recent years.

I have implemented myself into the fine web, that is overflowing. Less is more, but sometimes it is too much. One appointment change can alter a well oiled machine. An appliance break down, a house project, car maintenance all contribute to set backs.

When the kids were young and all in school, their arrival home was referred to as the hurricane. Transitions are hard, and heading back to work has me a little edgy. It’s like a timer and everything needs to be done before. That is me though and I have been trying to hit the snooze button on my brain. I keep telling myself, no it does not all have to be done. It’s not a times up! Things can still be done after work starts.

I keep having full blown hot flashes , sleepless nights and heart palpitations. I hate not being prepared. When I attended school, I used to dream the night before the school year started about all these people I would meet. A huge meet and greet all night. Stranger after stranger, I guess that’s how I prepared myself for the big day. You can get out of practice when you are away from people.

One day at a time, seems to be my current motto. It’s a good motto, racing ahead does nothing. Enjoy the moment, you don’t have to look ahead. Whatever will be, will be.