Nuts? Who... ME?

I often catch myself wondering if I am teetering on the edge of the abyss of insanity by adding "yet another" item to my laundry list of projects, support and work that I do.  It is only Tuesday and this week, I am actually leaning toward placing my mark in the "yes" column.  As this is a journal of sorts for my girls to reflect on as they get older, I think I should record these particular musings for them to one day appreciate when they find themselves in similar situations, as I know they inevitably will.  (Skylar, Rhylan: you can't avoid the tendency to commit yourself - it is a genetic defect in the women of our family that we have a very hard time saying "no", even if we know that we should be saying "no" and someone else should be saying "yes" in our stead.  Accept it.  It is your destinies.)

So, it started like any normal fall - school started up and things were going smoothly.  I found I had a little time on my hands, so I asked around for something part-time that had flexibility and that I would get paid for.  Done!  A research job fell in my lap that I do from home at the pace of 10 hours per week.

Still, not finding that my time was completely taken, I added a Bible study... then another.  It's only a few hours a week, right?  That's not so much, so to throw some more stuff in the mix, let's add school stuff... room mom for Rhylan's class this year (parties, fall fest booth, field trips, craft item for auction, etc.), co-room mom for Skylar's class (again with the same) and now I am taking over the responsibilities of the school lunch program.  That should be enough, right?

Wrong!

Did I mention that I still do stuff for Chris when he needs me to?  Invoicing, paying his bills, personal finances, etc.  Oh!  I almost forgot... I am also on the sub roster for the school this year.  Oh!  And... Ballet on Tuesdays from 4 - 6:30pm.

So, girls, if you are paying attention at all, one thing should be abundantly clear:  just because I don't have a "JOB" and earn a pay check, I am still working - working from the time I get up in the morning until the time I trip over myself getting into bed at night.  

I love being mom to my girls and they are a reward in themselves - God has truly blessed me in that.  If it were not for all the love and reward I get every day from them in the work that I do, it would never, ever be worth it.

Now, I have laundry to attend to, but some time in the near future we will have to address "The Dying Art of Saying "NO" and Meaning It."  But that is for another day...