Last night, at about 11:00 as I was stumbling around the backyard trying to hide Easter Eggs in places they wouldn't get sprayed by the sprinklers this morning, I realized what Easter has become.
I have things that need doing, projects that need finishing, e-mails that need writing, but I also want my kids to have a good Easter. So after the kids go to bed, I create Easter baskets, fill plastic eggs, decorate the Easter table, and get my bunny on.
In the morning I'm greeted with "This is AWESOME!" and "I LOVE the Easter Bunny!" Which is fun. Until a few hours later, after the chocolate egg and jellybean-fueled race around the backyard is over. That's when I get the sugar-crashed kids who won't listen, won't nap, and spend the afternoon pestering each other.
My children will only be small for a short while, so I enjoy these opportunities to be part of the magic. It just feels like I'm getting the short end of the wand.
Sunday, April 20, 2014
Friday, April 4, 2014
I love being busy, and I love what I do. Which is good, because things have been busy lately. Very busy. In the best ways. But it means a constant to-do list. And I'm not quite sure what to do about that. The constant feeling of not being caught up. Sure, maybe I'll get the dishes all done... but the laundry needs folding and the bathrooms need cleaning. Or maybe I'll finally mail off a bunch of cards and photos that have been sitting around for weeks... but I have two Christmas gifts that need to be sent out... and it is already April.
If there was a way to get it all done without feeling behind, would I really want that? I truly enjoy being busy, and constantly having things to do. Having a whole list of things that need doing lets me choose what my creative mind wants to do first.
Maybe being caught up is overrated?