- I have been interviewing for a new position and one interview seems to lead to just another interview.
- I meet with my Realtor only to be slapped with the reality we owe $50,000 more than our house is worth. Not to mention the $50,000 we spend on down payment and renovation to the house.
- My husband and I met with a surgeon to schedule gallbladder surgeries just you saw right both of us. My gallbladder is calcifying which leads to porcelain gallbladder which is linked to gallbladder cancer which you don't survive. Fun time. Did I mention we ended up going on 4th wedding anniversary.
I was left exhausted and overwhelmed. So Saturday I struggled. Callie was fussy, I was crabby, Mike was working. I put Callie down for her nap and I laid down and cried. Cried my little eyes out. Realizing I was not going to take a nap I got up and went to read my favorite blog. Flaws Forgiven I will admit this is a good friend but her blogs always make me think. This week was no exception. While reading my poor husband came home and asked the dreaded "What is wrong?". The tears started again. I went on and on about how overwhelmed I was and how I can't catch a break and maybe I am depressed and should go on medication and I can't do it and and and....
And so I said I need a few minutes alone. I just want to finish the blog my one me time. So he went to nap. And so I read. In her blog she listed a number of things she does to wind down and destress. This got me thinking. I wonder if those things would work for me.
And So I turned on Pandora and scrubbed my kitchen floor and the living room and the play room. I changed my shower curtain liner. I washed the bathroom rugs and Callie's bath mat. I ripped out the high chair and scrubbed it clean. And then I realized there were no more tears.
Callie woke up and We went for a leisurely stroll around the neighborhood. Her and I giggled. We went to the park and chased the dog. We came home and danced. We read a few books, we played. Since it was my anniversary weekend I got ready for dinner and Mike and I went and ran some errands and laughed and we went to dinner and we had the most incredible conversation. One the way home he asked me why my mood had changed and I thought and I realized. I was incredibly stressed because I had a 1000 line to do list of stupid little things I just didn't want to do. But by just forgetting what I thought and doing them a huge load was lifted.
Sunday I woke up early. Turned on the music, and decided it was Munchkin day. So we had breakfast, and played and read a few books, we went on a walk and we danced and I made French Toast for lunch. She went down for her nap and I went through all the receipts and finished the business accounting, I paid all my bills, and I took out the trash. I came in and saw a piece of crumbled up paper on the floor and I reached for it and well it moved.
Meet my friend Fievel.
And you know what? I laughed. Yesterday morning I would have cried but today I laughed I captured him I lectured him as I took him to the back of the yard and I set him free. And then I scrubbed the entire house again.
Live happens. Sometimes it Sucks and Sometimes it is wonderful. For me Procrastination make the sucky times so much worse because it weighs me down. By simply taking the few minutes to get the silly little tasks done, I don't have the added weight on my shoulder and I can enjoy my life.
Plus it leaves time to laugh and dance and play.
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