My plate of to-do’s is about as full as my husband’s dinner plate usually is… and that’s dang full. Recently I started feeling very overwhelmed. I wrote about it yesterday.
This is MY life. I CHOOSE. So why do I choose to be overwhelmed?
I am co-President of the Class of 2019 Senior Boosters at my daughter’s high school (this is like a whole course in itself… it has it’s very own overflowing plate, and I think the whole board will need therapy or a long vacation with a lot of wine by the time our kids graduate). My treasurer and I were texting back and forth when she was going through a hard time. I told her, “Seriously, in the whole scheme of life… few things are important enough to stress us out like we allow them to”. Wow. That is dang insightful, and I need to take my own advice.
My body is a temple (as my father always says). For the most part, I only put good stuff on my plate, and in my body. And that goes for my social calendar too. All that is crowding my plate is good stuff. Events I want to attend, volunteer activities I want to be part of, hanging with my kids and hubby, things that enhance my life. Yet, if I have a meltdown, my life and all the good stuff that fills it will all be for naught.
What is a busy, active woman to do?
I’ll tell you what I’m going to do today (one day at a time):
I will remind myself over and over and over again… I can only do one thing at a time. And I will do that one thing at a time with efficiency, and thoroughly. I will not half ass things that will eventually come back to bite me in the bum.
I will remind myself over and over and over again… God is in control. He has a plan. He takes all things and turns them into His glory.
I will remember that if something doesn’t get done… the world does not end.
I will keep a list. If something comes to mind that needs to be done, rather me rush to do it right that moment, I will write it down, and get to it when I can.
Being overwhelmed isn’t a symptom of activity… it is a mindset. A choice. I choose to NOT be overwhelmed. Hmmm… I need to spin that to a positive phrase. My mantra for the day…. Breathe and Be Grateful. Boom
Maybe tomorrow will be the day I find some sabbath margin, some rest, some time to reflect. We’ll see. One day at a time.