It seems I am rushing from one thing to another at the moment.
Almost every weekend in the last month has had a big event (or two) that we’ve attended…. and almost every weekend till the end of June also has some event or other we are scheduled to attend. There is commitments at the girl’s school and ballet rehearsals. Play dates (for the kids and for me) and a pretty long To Do list stuck to my notice board.
At some stage I need to stop.
I need to start saying no to things, even things that I’d quite like to do, and I find that really hard.
I have this crazy notion that if I don’t take every opportunity when I have the chance then I will never get the opportunity again. If I don’t do everything now, then the world will pass me by and it will be too late. Even though, logically, I know that is pretty ridiculous. Even though logically the only thing that will pass me by and leave me wondering why I didn’t say yes more often will be childhood, my kid’s childhood.
So I need to stop.
I need to for my tired body’s sake and for my tired mind’s sake and for my tired children’s sake.
There is one or two things we simply can’t say no to, and a hand full of things on my list that I have committed to finishing…. but the rest I need to set aside. There is about seven weeks left of term, which means 7-9 (please don’t let it be more than nine) weeks left before #4 arrives and I need that time for myself and my family.
So I am declaring the next eight weeks (and then some) a time for ‘No Plans’. It doesn’t mean we won’t go anywhere or do anything, it just means I am not making any promises to anyone. No firm commitments and no crazy saying yes just because I am worried no one will ever ask again. We are going to stay home, re-group and get on top of all the things that have gotten on top of us lately… or at least try!
Wish me luck!