Balancing act
Today is the first chilly day of fall, which makes me want to snuggle with my honey and drink a latte. I feel scattered, distracted, as though the items on my to-do lists have grown voices and faces and are throwing objects angrily into my brain, clamoring for my attention. The saying goes: “When the going gets tough, the tough get going” – but I really just want a nap. Either I’m not tough or just not energetic or a perplexed mix of both.
I’m stuck in the middle of realized dreams and still-hoped-for ones – knowing that I have to get my butt in gear and also trying to relish my moments of Sabbath and silence. I care deeply about big, whole-world things, and then get excited about a really cute on-sale dress at Kohl’s. I love being a hostess, but sometimes I just don’t get other people and need them to all go away and be quiet.
How I do I find a balance between accomplishment and fulfillment? When am I OK with where and who I am, and when do I need to keep pushing on?
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