Laying low

Our month long laying-low begin soon and I for one am happy about it. Not because I’m going to be home more or have less to do but because I’m hoping that my dear husband will be home more and have less to do. Or perhaps just a few more hours with which to do all that “stuff” on his ever increasing hardly ever decreasing list.

At first I thought my persistent feeling of being overwhelmed was because I was busy and what not. But I’ve gradually been decreasing my list of places to go and things to do till its much more manageable. Still though I had this horrid, nagging feeling of “Eeek! to much to do! Eeek!”

It wasn’t until this last weekend that I finally got where it was coming from. And its another reason why I’m glad to have an understanding group of friends and acquaintances. On Thursday I’d gone over the weekend schedule and the possible short notice change in plans. Dear husband grunted at me and walked away grumbling. On Friday we discussed or at least I attempted to discuss how we were working the schedule of things to do. This got some more grunting and a bit of huffing about needing to mow and having to to this and that. That’s when I noticed that I was starting to feel a bit cramped. I kept feeling like I’ve got to much on my plate. And my brain started chanting “to much to do “to much to do”. I’m realize I am beginning to experience the “Eek!” stage of over scheduling.

But here’s the kicker: I wasn’t the one over-scheduled.

Partly we bowed out of the potluck because our friend D. was rolling into town and needed a warm place to recharge and some spoiling. Long story there but one for another day. But in hindsight (on Sunday night) after watching my dear hubby run round and round and do this and that all day Saturday and all day Sunday I realized that I’d also recognized that my darling man needed to have a weekend at home to work on his list. Though I think I’d sort of known this only sub-consciously. As of Saturday night I was still harboring guilt for having cancelled. But Sunday night when I finally realized that the level of to much to do wasn’t really coming from me I took a deep breathe and just breathed. Between work and work at home he’s not had a lot of time to just be here working on on the little projects he’s assigned himself.

I’m really hoping that we can all spend a little time breathing this next month.

A Friends Version:

I am thankful for -

Friends who can forgive your selfish need to stay home.
Friends who swim to find common ground in a land made up of islands
Friends who embrace your ever increasing list of “weird”
Friends who commiserate when things are rough
Friends who bring new levels of “weird” to your life making it even better.
Friends who give you balance in uncertain times
Friends who give you support when you lose your “Handbook for Children”
Friends who will keep working on the friendship when you get stuck in “busy”
Friends who can pick up right where you left off when you’ve not seen each other for awhile.
Friends who share laughter because its the best medicine.

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