It’s only Wednesday and this week has felt a bit frantic. I don’t like that word, but I keep using it for some reason. I’m so busy with work and daily parenting that I can’t even make dentist and eye doctor appointments. I’ve rescheduled my hair appointment three times. The gray is getting very pronounced. My house has shoes and toys and school papers and all types of life paraphernalia strewn about. Oh, well.
I don’t like feeling frantic. Who does? It’s so much better to feel in control.
But then again, I get in my own way. Last night the boys and I ate at the restaurant of one of my clients. I work in both print and digital marketing in my career, and this client buys a weekly print ad in one of our publications. Is he my biggest client? No. Is he my most lucrative client? No. But he’s a nice person trying to run an honest business, and I love supporting all of my clients. The boys and I could have jetted home last night after swim; I could’ve shoved some food down their throats and put them to bed by 7:30, but we didn’t do that.
We ate at my client’s restaurant. The food is fresh, homemade country cooking. It’s not my typical go-to fare, but it was really good, and the owner was so happy to see us there. And the boys had a ball. We then came home and played Battleship and then got silly singing songs. They went to bed at 9:30. They have a two-hour delay this morning, so it was okay that they went to bed a little late.
I went to sleep last night feeling restless. Thoughts of the boys, work, upcoming schedules, afternoon activities, etc. were swirling through my head. Some days are just like that, I guess.
But I woke up this morning with a new outlook.
Jack Kerouac says, “Be in love with your life. Every minute of it.” I have all the pieces to do this. I just need to quit letting little things or trying to do too much get in the way of me settling into life and enjoying the people I care about and the experiences I enjoy.
Yesterday morning, before the whirlwind of the day started, my two sweet boys climbed on my bed and read their books while I worked. It had snowed the night before so school was canceled. I had to go into work at some point but until the sun came up and the roads cleared, I was working from home. We were all in our pajamas, I was drinking coffee. The room was quiet other than our breathing, the turning of pages and the clicking of keyboard keys. All of it felt happy, cozy and pure. I felt so grateful.
And then somehow the day turned a bit frantic and stressful.
The world is always throwing curve balls at us and we just have to take them as they come. I understand that, but as much as I can, I’m not going to let the chaotic moments and emotions interfere with small pleasures and precious relationships.
It’s time to start this day, my friends. Here’s to a positive outlook and a happy, productive Wednesday!
Let’s do this.