Yeah…this week’s topic?
This is pretty much how I’m feeling about it.
And also this.
And some of this.
With a whole lotta this.
Okay, so it may not be apparent, but I’m having a little trouble with the whole concept of balance. I don’t feel like any area of my life is anywhere near balance.
Probably because it’s not.
I race from one thing to the next. It’s either all writing, or all client edits, or all coaching (writing–not sportsball), or all family stuff, or all sewing, or all knitting, or all cross stitching, or all cleaning. But no matter what it is I’m throwing myself into, I’m super far behind on everything else.
I started using a planner and a bullet journal. They help keep me on track, but right now, there’s just more that needs doing than I seem to be able to manage right now.
Part of the problem is that there’s a lot of external stress going on in my life at the moment, and none of the things are not anything I can do something about. I have to wait them out like everyone else.
I’m great in an emergency. Gaping head wound? I’m your girl. Tire blowout on the expressway? I can steer that car though traffic and get it safely to the median. Broken limb? Mental health crisis? I got you. Now, granted, I’ll fall apart once the crisis is past, but mid-crisis? No prob.
But this long term stress stuff? Nope. I suck at it. And it seems like the longer it goes on, the more out of balance I feel.
Right now, I know I can only get done what I can get done. So, I write everything down in the journal and the planner and check off as many as I can each day. And I try to remember to make time for self-care. It doesn’t always happen, but I’m trying. Tonight, it was watching Drunk History.
Maybe we should revisit this topic again next year. Perhaps, I’ll have figured out the secret by then. BTW, I’m totally open to suggestions if you’ve got any.