Life has been hectic lately… Not hectic in the way it used to be, when I was commuting 3 hours a day. Those days are gone and a new level of hectic has emerged. All those little things that I wasn’t getting done now seem to have become more important. I put more pressure on myself to do those things that once seemed like too much in an already long workday. I now manage to squeeze in grocery shopping and doctors’ appointments during the week, since the commute is much shorter and I now work part-time.
But from my perspective, at least at first, the pressure only intensified. Once I didn’t have the ‘excuse’ of a 12-hour workday, I felt that EVERYTHING else needed to get done – and by me. This is not to say that my husband wasn’t helping, too, but more so that I felt the need to accomplish all the things that once seemed beyond my ability to fit in. And some of those things I can now fit in have definitely been positive things. Taking the pressure off my husband to run around and do everything on the weekend allows us more down time as a family during those off days. Our oldest son is now in sports classes and our youngest son sees me for more than an hour each day. I handle more of the morning routine to get everyone out the door. And I have more me time – I am going to the gym regularly, have lost weight, and even got some overdue specialist doctor visits (for me, not the kids!) taken care. My altered schedule has been a good thing for everyone.
In the beginning, I did, however, have to take a step back to think about what was really important, about where my priorities should really be. I started to eliminate some of the superfluous activities and to-do’s that I had burdened myself with for so long. Just because I am home more doesn’t mean the house is neat all the time – but laundry does get done more quickly. And even though I have more time to spend on my quilting hobby doesn’t mean I am finishing a quilt every week (the last one I finished took well over a year!). Additionally, it hasn’t meant I’ve wanted to spend hours a week working on my blog (something I thought I’d be doing a lot more of without a 50+ hour work week). I am learning that having more time doesn’t mean I need to cram in even more stuff. Sometimes it simply means I have the time – and energy – to read one more book to my kids at bedtime. Or that I am picking them up early enough at the end of the day to stop by the park or to the frozen yogurt shop for a treat. My altered schedule has been an adjustment in a lot of ways, and one of them has been that it has offered me a chance to slow down and appreciate the little moments with my boys. And that’s way more important than being able to check off another item on my to-do list.
I have much more to share, but consider this your very brief update. I hope to be posting on here more again soon!