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| You know that saying, "You'd lose your head if it wasn't attached to your shoulders?"
Well, I can relate to that. I believe that life crept up on us like a scary monster and then BOO! There it was.
There was this short season where life was slowing down. It lasted maybe a week.
And when I mean slow down, I mean that season when I'm not doing 5 loads of laundry, tackling websites while watching 4 kids and cooking dinner...somewhat resembling a video on fast forward. If only I had 8 arms-the lucky octopus!
I was still busy, but the website load was down, I was balancing what happenings of school fairly well, and my house was somewhat organized. Okay, so I could find my car keys in a New York minute, and at least be in earshot of my cellphone in order to uncover it. It wasn't what we call museum clean, but good for the Johnson 4 household.
In about a week, I have managed to feel like I have lost my head. I have so much stuff happening and I am juggling too much all at once. How did that happen?
So I need to find my head again.
Not sure how to do it, things will only speed up. Leading community group, treasurer for the Middle Tennessee Seminole Club, and the role of "Supermom" are not easily juggled simultaneously.
At least I know where my cell phone and car keys are. And I know it's Wednesday...
Which only means that the trash needs taking out tonight, Sampson has a vet apt tomorrow, Carrie has preschool, Garry needs a trip into town for an interview, do I make dinner for the Ferris family? I need to schedule Carrie's 3 year check up, and who knows what else that I can't think of.
I need to find my head. |
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