Many times, I caught my self in a precarious juggling act, so tight that I couldn't breath. Somehow, if I don't load myself up to a point where I break up in hives, my brain keeps on searching for more... Tick... Tock... I got 30s between lesson and bus arrival... What to do???
But that's entirely my own doing. I am blessed with a supportive loving hubby, and two kids that knows what they are doing. Not much problem caring for them.
Even being slightly 'abnormal', am truly happy.
So last Sunday, after a cup of coffee to shoo the bed calling away, I managed to scrapbook, plastic wrap the children books, paid bills, helped my children Chinese homework (when you don't speak don't read Chinese, this is an adventure on its own, worthy of another posting), ... I went to bed worn out but contended.
I think, when we're doing something useful, we feel worthy and satisfied. And, that pile of unfinished business is thinning down. Less pressure on us. Happy!
A step forward, try doing something do others... Ooo... The joy to see their smile...
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