*head desk*
Jan. 3rd, 2020 09:26 amFeeling overwhelmed. The house is a disaster.
After two weeks of rushing in and out for holiday-this and family-that, today the kiddos head back to school and I am back to the exciting world of job hunting and homemaking.
Though I've kept up with the basics, I had planned to get back to my schedule this week. Which kinda sorta meant doing a whole lot today and tomorrow, so that Sunday could start off like a normal week.
Of course, today the kiddos decided (as I *encouraged* them to get ready for school) that they wanted oatmeal for breakfast and pasta for lunch. So, I came home to the kitchen a mess of pots and bowls -- a mess that should not be here on a school day. A mess that would not be here if one of my goals this year wasn't to stop fighting with people over little things.
Wanting oatmeal when we're running late for pre-school = little thing.
Wanting pasta for lunch, instead of their usual jelly on toast = little thing.
The mess = a little thing.
Positives: no fights, no pouts, and we got to school on time.
Negs: I'm making myself anxious over a little thing.
Here I am, acknowledging my anxiety. And moving on with what I need to do anyway.
After two weeks of rushing in and out for holiday-this and family-that, today the kiddos head back to school and I am back to the exciting world of job hunting and homemaking.
Though I've kept up with the basics, I had planned to get back to my schedule this week. Which kinda sorta meant doing a whole lot today and tomorrow, so that Sunday could start off like a normal week.
Of course, today the kiddos decided (as I *encouraged* them to get ready for school) that they wanted oatmeal for breakfast and pasta for lunch. So, I came home to the kitchen a mess of pots and bowls -- a mess that should not be here on a school day. A mess that would not be here if one of my goals this year wasn't to stop fighting with people over little things.
Wanting oatmeal when we're running late for pre-school = little thing.
Wanting pasta for lunch, instead of their usual jelly on toast = little thing.
The mess = a little thing.
Positives: no fights, no pouts, and we got to school on time.
Negs: I'm making myself anxious over a little thing.
Here I am, acknowledging my anxiety. And moving on with what I need to do anyway.