I’m a planner. I make lists. Feel a sense of jubilation when I cross items off of it and move on to the next tasks. As a wife and mommy that works outside of the home, has 3 kids ages 7 months to 10 years old, blogging, entrepreneurial pursuits, somewhat of a social life…I’m always supposed to be doing something and lists and my calendar keep me somewhat focused.
There are days when all I want to do is toss lists, and schedules and just enjoy the moment. I do what comes to mind. Kids want to go to the park. Sure! Ice cream on the way home? Heck yeah!!! With sprinkles…whoa…don’t go overboard, there now, Diva 🙂
Video game competitions; curling up on the couch to watch episode after episode of iCarly, A.N.T. Farm, Ninjago or whatever else the boys can both agree on; or spontaneous games of Indoor Tag (yes, we run and jump on/across furniture around this camp!) that end in tickle wars.
There are some days or weekends when I reflect on all that was not accomplished, know that I’ll be playing catch up for the next couple of days, and I’m absolutely, totally okay with that.
The memories, laughter, bonding time and love shared totally surpass anything that could have possibly been on my to-do lists.
If I’m going to completely waste a day, I’m going to at least have tons of fun while I’m doing it!