The Evolving Homemaker

My knee hurts.

My mind is in Washington, DC this week.

My kids need to be schooled still today.

I need to post my photos for today to the Facebook page Outcry for Congo.

I need to meet a friend who is going to help that painful knee go away.

I need to read a book due at the library in three days, I am on page like 60.

I need to clean the house.

I need to declutter the house.

I need to order Christmas presents I swore would be done the day after Thanksgiving.

I should be making some $$ for our house.

I want to be playing with the kids. Coloring. Reading books.

I need to get a blog post up.

I feel like Gumby really.  Like every item here has an arm, a leg, a head, my body, and is pulling, pulling, pulling.  I can’t do anything exactly well, because everything is pleading for my attention at once.  This is the one crazy downfall of the way my brain works.  I HATE unfinished items on the to-do list.

Reality?  There are always unfinished items on the to-do list.

I am never going to finish the list.  There will be more tomorrow:

Post pictures to Outcry for Congo-day 3.

Educate the children.

Prepare for Christmas and relatives.

Figure out what the hell the hubby will be getting in his stocking this year.

Clean again.

Start a new round of laundry.

Read.

Excercise.

Plan next years garden.

Start on that greenhouse.

Oh yeah, sew that project that has been sitting on your sewing table for like a month now.

And while your at it, sew up your friends pant holes who asked if you wouldn’t mind.

Practice djembe, cause you stunk last week.

Begin planning Run for Congo Women.

Don’t forget the book you are working on, get to that too.

Play. Be Present.  Relish the little people.

Oy. I always have loved the color green. I just don’t like the guilt that goes with it.

I will get to every item in it’s own time.  I just have to remember that some are more pressing than others.  Some more serious.  Some can wait indefinitely.  Deep breath.  Feel my feet.  Come back into my body and out of my brain. Don’t panic.

I feel much better, thanks for listening.

Spill it: Who else is overwhelmed right now with so very seemingly non-crisis things?  Is it just the holidays? Or is it just me?