I have this problem. Ok, it’s not really a problem…not a serious one at least. I’ve had this quirk for a LONG time–maybe since high school. Tuesdays are a good day for confessions, right?
Ok here I go.
I want to do ALL THE THINGS.
Whew. That feels good to get off my chest!
What I mean is that even when I have a lot going on, I have this urge to add more things to my plate. I like juggling, but I’m not particularly good at it.
In high school, I was an honor roll student while also participating in show choir, musicals, band, regular choir, part-time job, driver’s ed, and anything else I could get my busy little hands on.
Now, I am a mother, wife, friend, full-time event/production coordinator for a non-profit, aspiring author, blogger, social media enthusiast, reader/reviewer, and I have recently decided to do more things.
Sometimes I succeed for a little while in keeping everything spinning happily and other times I fail miserably.
But I realized something. I need to be busy, because that’s what makes me happy. Even if it doesn’t always work out or turn out to be the right thing for me. I thrive on busy. I dine on stress and filled calendars for dinner. I love it.
So, I think I’ll continue doing all the things while still being an awesome mom to two crazy kids and a wife to man who loves me, even though I want to do all the things. And he encourages me to follow my dreams.
So next time I venture into a new thing to test the limits of my juggling, I’ll give it a whirl. Who knows? Maybe I’ll love it. If not, I’ll trying something else. Life’s great like that.