I have a blog.
Holy cow. I have a blog. I consistently (weekly) post my blog for my loving, adoring readers. I haven't posted in a few weeks. I am sorry for that. Life just sort of... slipped away. Each Thursday I had the intentions of posting, yet, I didn't. I didn't type out the words that I had in my notebook, and so, I've left the blog alone. I do apologize. I thought about just posting in order, the plan that I had, but I feel led to write this instead. Sometimes life slips away. Two Thursdays ago, I was busy and trying to get my life in order, but also stressed because my husband's car was being worked on and he had mine. I felt stranded. I felt vulnerable. I could not escape if I wanted to. And so, to ease some of my anxiety, I left you all. I'm sure whatever I did instead was not exactly what someone in the world of high success would call worthy of my time, but for my mental health, it was worthy. Last week was similar except that I did, in fact, have my car back. I was free to roam as I needed, and well, I needed! My goodness, some days are just plain busy. And once I had a moment to myself, I chose to sit. Again, mindless. Not what others call "worthy," but I don't care. Sometimes we need to have unworthy time of vegging out. I know we can't always, nor should we always, sit around and watch TV or read a book, or any other lounging, unproductive time. But there are very real times when we need our minds to wander through the vast world of nothingness. We need to allow ourselves to escape lists, chores, and deadlines. We need to let our brain check out, if only for a few minutes, so that they can come back refreshed and ready. Many of you know that I struggle with anxiety. People who fight anxiety know that it is near impossible to sit down and relax when there is anything on that precious to-do list. It eats at us. It tears us apart. After all, that list is there to keep us on track so that we aren't weighed down by the world of deadlines. So why did I let mine slip? At the end of the day, if I don't write my blog, it probably doesn't hurt anyone. Sure, sometimes my pursuit to help others does actually do that. And I certainly don't aim to hurt people in my posts. I feel as though my world is helpful and neutral. Let's face it - when you came scrolling to my blog, were you heartbroken that I didn't have new content from the last two weeks? Probably not. If anything, this blog is more for my benefit than yours! And so, I allowed it to slip. I washed away any guilty feelings with a cup of coffee and relaxed. You can too. I know you can. You can make your list. You can order it from most to least important. And if it doesn't make the cut, it doesn't make the cut. Sometimes, some things are allowed to slip.
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Thursday is usually my most dreaded day of the week. Both kids go to dance (different schedules), I train clients, I tutor, and I do between 3 and 5 loads of laundry. All of this with the typical writing, editing, getting up early to workout and homeschooling the children. It's a bit overwhelming.
Because of this, I have required a little extra from my munchkins over the years. They have been putting their own laundry away for at least two years, if not three. Is it perfect? No. Is it done? Yes. And they learn how things work. Well, kind of. Now, as life gets a bit crazier, I have them put the bottom sheet on their bed and I make the rest of it. During the week they make their beds everyday, but on fresh sheet day, I fix it up nice and neat. Guess what? They can put their own sheets on! It's crazy. They can also get their own food. They can start the laundry. They can make coffee. They can! In today's society we hear a lot of how the millennials can't do things for themselves. This may or may not be true. I have seen people of all generations that just can't do things for themselves. Some had enabling parents. Some had nobody to teach them. There are a variety of reasons why people can't take care of simple tasks. But parents, we can break all the negative cycles. We can! Society has gone from children taking care of younger children to young adults unable to do the simplest things. I'm not saying that we have children to enslave them to our menial tasks. But by golly, they can help around the house a bit. Since I have started asking the kids to do one chore a day, we have learned quite a bit as a family. Both of my children will choose to either dust furniture or clean windows if given the option to pick their chore for the day. These are tasks I despise! Both children like to help in the kitchen. My son enjoys doing laundry. Honestly, the best part of it all is that I am teaching them skills to take with them as they get older. When they go off to a college dorm, they will understand how to do their laundry - from sorting to putting it away. When they have an apartment, they will know how to keep it clean so bugs and rodents don't become a problem. They learn teamwork within our home. The biggest disservice we can do for our children is not setting simple expectations. I'm not asking them to give up their childhood (heck, they are laying on the couch watching a movie as I type). I am simply asking them to contribute to our family work. And they're doing a great job. Trust me. They would rather be the college kid that can handle things, rather than always asking for help. It's time to start promoting. I'm thrilled to announce that The Azalea Cafe will be hitting the shelves this October! I've had this book completed for *cough, cough* six years. It is finally ready for the readers will out into the public. Thank you everyone for the support on this project. Liz has everything she could ever dream of having in her life. From a thriving business in her hometown of Summerville, South Carolina to a loving man, Liz has a full and meaningful life. That is, until the day the love of her life is taken from her without warning. Her world is shaken and Liz can't seem to find her way.
Her future husband has a Christmas present that he never gets to give, but Liz finds it on her own - a trip to Boston. With great distress, Liz is convinced to take the trip without her love by her side and finds out that she is stronger than she ever imagined. Liz realizes that just because her life has changed, it doesn't mean it's over. |
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