As I type, there are a million different things running through my mind, and many of them are giving me a headache.
I’m a pretty organized person. I have two separate planners – one for my work life and one for my personal life. Lately, I have been stressing over both of them. So much so that my desk and work space resemble the beginnings of what will end up on Hoarders.
I feel like there is so much going on that I don’t have time to take a breath, and when I do, I feel guilty because I know there is something else I should be doing.
In the mornings, I sit down and take a look at what I have coming up for the day and then the week. Then, I decide what I need to do first, and today is everything. That makes me freak out because I know that not everything can be done at the same time, but everything is equally as important (in my mind anyway). It can make me crazy.
Of course this isn’t the first time I have felt this way, and it won’t be the last (because what’s the fun in that?). This is when I have to remind myself to stop, take a breath, and remember that everything doesn’t include work, appointments, emails, swim practice, exercise, etc. Everything is my son. Everything is my husband. Everything is this day that I have been given.
The everything that needs to come first isn’t in any calendar, it’s in my heart.