I sometimes feel like I should have a moment of silence at the end of every week, to mourn the loss of another week of my life. It feels like the year is speeding by and I don't know where it's gone! I know that I have a lot to do and that I'm fairly busy, but still, I should be able to know what I did and how much I got done.
I exagerate. I guess it's not really that bad...
I measured my child again. The rate of growth is crazy! I swear we just got new pajamas (yup, I figured if she gets some I may as well replace my old ones too, they were definitely looking worn) and suddenly only one of us is fitting properly in them, of course that's me. How the pajama pants can already be short on such a little person is beyond me. I even bought them a size bigger to make sure they'd last. Looking at the clothes from just last year makes me wonder where all those months and inches went, or came from. At least I'm watching, and aware of how fast it will go, no surprises here.
I sat down and tried to cross off my to do list for the week, see how much I'm carrying over ot next week, and I was surprised for a couple reasons. In some aspects of life I accomplished more then I expected, and in others I didn't do nearly enough. I'm also for some reason having trouble telling last weeks accomplishments from the week before's. They are blurring together for me. The main problem with the finished tasks are that by now I have to do most of them again. My to do list is neverending because most items need to be done daily or weekly, they'll never really be finished. There are dishes used and clothes worn every day, so every day I need to deal with them. I do thrive on those items you only need to do once, or even once a year or month. Like put up Christmas tree, I at least won't have to see that on my list for another 12 months, although I do know that taking it down will be there sooner then I expect. I just don't know how fast the week will go until I reach the end and I can't figure out where it went.
This problem is seeping into my friendships too, I know I've not talked to some in a couple days, but when I open my messages or my call log I see that it's really been weeks, or sometimes even months, since we spoke. Thank goodness we are all busy so we can move past that and still make plans like always, but it's sad to see so little of people who once were my whole life. Everytime I think I find time to focus on that, and to spend more time with them, I notice that I'm so far behind on other things that it falls to the wayside again and I'll have to start over fixing it all again soon. I make myself feel a litte better be reminding myself that they could always reach out to me, but they are busy too.
I guess I better get moving, this week will be gone before I know it too!!
I exagerate. I guess it's not really that bad...
I measured my child again. The rate of growth is crazy! I swear we just got new pajamas (yup, I figured if she gets some I may as well replace my old ones too, they were definitely looking worn) and suddenly only one of us is fitting properly in them, of course that's me. How the pajama pants can already be short on such a little person is beyond me. I even bought them a size bigger to make sure they'd last. Looking at the clothes from just last year makes me wonder where all those months and inches went, or came from. At least I'm watching, and aware of how fast it will go, no surprises here.
I sat down and tried to cross off my to do list for the week, see how much I'm carrying over ot next week, and I was surprised for a couple reasons. In some aspects of life I accomplished more then I expected, and in others I didn't do nearly enough. I'm also for some reason having trouble telling last weeks accomplishments from the week before's. They are blurring together for me. The main problem with the finished tasks are that by now I have to do most of them again. My to do list is neverending because most items need to be done daily or weekly, they'll never really be finished. There are dishes used and clothes worn every day, so every day I need to deal with them. I do thrive on those items you only need to do once, or even once a year or month. Like put up Christmas tree, I at least won't have to see that on my list for another 12 months, although I do know that taking it down will be there sooner then I expect. I just don't know how fast the week will go until I reach the end and I can't figure out where it went.
This problem is seeping into my friendships too, I know I've not talked to some in a couple days, but when I open my messages or my call log I see that it's really been weeks, or sometimes even months, since we spoke. Thank goodness we are all busy so we can move past that and still make plans like always, but it's sad to see so little of people who once were my whole life. Everytime I think I find time to focus on that, and to spend more time with them, I notice that I'm so far behind on other things that it falls to the wayside again and I'll have to start over fixing it all again soon. I make myself feel a litte better be reminding myself that they could always reach out to me, but they are busy too.
I guess I better get moving, this week will be gone before I know it too!!