Monday, August 24, 2009


Today I realized that I can't do it all. Maybe I can do it all and today I am realizing that I don't want to do it all or that I am choosing to not work hard enough to get it all done. Whichever, the bottom line is that I can't do it all.

I can't keep my house clean, write (paraphrase) 10 350 word articles each day, take care of two children, a dog, a husband, exercise, do laundry, shower, read important novels of the non Twilight variety, and have a well balanced meal on the table for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I think this sucks. I don't know if there are any people who can do all of this, but I feel that I should be able to and am failing. I don't like to fail. I don't like not to be able to do it all.

This afternoon, Natalie had a serious four-year-old tantrum which I dealt with my carrying her to her bedroom, closing the door and letting her cry it out until she fell asleep on her floor. I then headed downstairs with the bro to put him in front of the television, because I have found he is mesmerized by the colors and music, so that I could punch out my ten articles. And what am I doing with my time? Blogging.

No wonder I can't do it all.

1 comment:

  1. You once told me, "The sooner you realize you don't have to be perfect, the happier you'll be." I'm paraphrasing but you get the idea. You told me that when we were sitting in Starbucks when Joey and Zach were like 5 weeks old and I believed you. In fact, I have not tried to be perfect since that day. Don't change your tune now! Because if you have to do it all, that means that I also have to do it all, and I don't want to do it all. So stop it.