When Life Takes Over

Ahhhhhh yes…life. It’s a wonderful, funny, frustrating, lovely, exciting, beautiful, infuriating thing. It can take over without you even being aware of what is happening, and before you know it, you are stuck in a stupid routine you didn’t even want in the first place.

How many times have you set out to do something. You started doing it and then things get all flustered and hectic and that “thing” just kinda slips away. It is something you really want to do, everyday, for you. To keep your sanity, to keep a small piece of you in play…but then life takes over and suddenly you are doing everything for everyone else, again. Why do our mom brains, wife brains, work brains allow us to forget our me brains?

Structure doesn’t work well for me. I have tried. Same things, same time everyday and it just doesn’t work. I will get more stressed out trying to do that than just letting things play out. My work schedule isn’t the same on a day to day or even a week to week basis. Therefore, I have to adjust. My family has to adjust. Sometimes it just feels like it is chaotic all the time.

Rarely, if ever, do I have downtime. My downtime consists of laundry, picking up, fixing dinner, etc. On occasion, I can sit down with my crochet, sit here and write something like this or just sit and do nothing. I thoroughly enjoy the crochet, writing and nothing. But! When I do that and finally decide to do laundry, I find 4 loads in the washer, not washed, that someone just wanted to get off the floor. Why would someone else actually want to do a load??

I understand that when you become a wife, mom, grandma, and work outside the home there are certain things you sign up for. I get it. However, why do we let those things always override ourselves? The age old question…

Soooooooo. Back to my laundry and picking up before I have to go to work and pull a very, extremely busy late shift 😒🤷‍♀️

Hello weekend!

Hello weekend!

It isn’t often that I get one but I am thankful for it when I do. Now, what to do? What does everybody that has a normal job do on the weekends?

When you work retail for as long as I have you accept the fact that all your days just kinda blur together. Your weekend could be a Tuesday and Wednesday, or you may just have to work 10 days in a row before you get 1 day off. Usually, the days I do get off consist of catching up on things around the house that I otherwise leave to the wayside until they get so overwhelming I have no idea where to start. Not to mention having a day off during the week affords me the luxury of being here alone for at least part of the day, which for a mom is very nice.

Now, figuring out what to do when I actually get a real weekend off is sometimes difficult and responsibilities typically trump going out and doing something “enjoyable”. Do I stay home and do the 10 loads of clothes that are starring at me? Or do I put blinders on, put a bra on and actually get dressed and go out? It is usually the chores that win.

So, as I think about what I could be doing now instead of writing this, everyone is starting to emerge from their comfy beds. For whatever reason, I am the only one that can’t seem to sleep in around here. So let the day begin and see what unfolds. Wonder how long before everyone starts getting on my nerves and I wish I was at work instead.