I have always been a busybody. Moving on from one thing to another, rarely taking breaks or spending much time relaxing. I've just always felt that I need to be serving a purpose at all times. If I'm not at work, I'm working at home. I really struggle with dissaray and disorder. This is not a good thing when you have children. I have wrestled with this for the past 9+ years of motherhood. I know I need to let things go, but its so hard for someone like me to do.
But I've been working on it.
This summer, I've really tried to put things in perspective. Yes, there are plenty of weeds that need pulling. carpets that need cleaning. Papers waiting to be sorted and filed. Projects abandoned. A storage room that turned into a dumping ground during the remodel. And so on....and on....and on. You know the drill.
Instead of obsessing about it, (well, ok I still do), I am focusing on a bit more relaxing and fun time with my family. Lounging at the beach with my kiddos and friends. Going to splash pads. Sleeping in a bit later. Coffee with girlfriends. Kayaking, luau-ing, wine tasting. Floating in the pool. Camping. Baseball games with our scout friends. Visiting with my husband. Reconnecting and healing old wounds. It's so unlike me to give myself so much downtime. And guess what?
It's pretty damn nice.
