For me it usually starts with a messy house, no errands to run, friends that are busy (mine and/or the kids) and whiny children. Whiny children is not a key ingredient, but it can sometimes be a contributing factor. Then I fall into a funk, and start talking to myself. Usually I can keep it in my head, but sometimes muttering under my breathe slips out.
“I do the same things over and over and over and over and they are never done.”
“I can’t find any time to work on my goals, or just relax.”
“I don’t want to play any more board games, or hear about kendama tricks, or play pretend, and please please please no more hide and go seek tag or sand monster.”
I reply to myself, “It’s OK, this period of time is short, it’s a priviledge to serve these people you love so much.”
and, “You know that’s not all the way true, you have time to yourself during nap time…. when the big kids are home it’s shorter, and you have a guilt complex the whole time, or you can always get up at 5….”
I’m sometimes more convincing than others.Continue Reading