I was reading a magazine article recently. It said one of the biggest misconceptions women have about what their lives should be is that their lives should be balanced. And I have to agree. The more I try to balance my life, the more UNBALANCED it becomes. And the more frustrated I get.
I was thinking about that today. Most of you know I work two jobs. I have a full time teaching job and I work part time as a bartender. Usually on the weekends, but lately, I’ve been working double shifts on Saturdays.
Try balancing two jobs, being a single mom, a girlfriend, a housekeeper, a teacher, a sister, a daughter, a friend, and any other hat I wear.
It cannot be done.
Something suffers. It may be the housework, it may be that those papers don’t get graded until another day, or that dinner isn’t always home cooked.
And what happens to me in the process?
I get worn out. I’ve never been able to find balance so reading this article was like a godsend to me. I realized that I’ve been searching for the Holy Grail, and let me tell you, my search is more Monty Python than reality.
So last week, I work my five days at my teaching job, work Saturday night, then get up this morning already thinking of all I need to get done.
It was enough to make me pull my hair out. I needed to clean the kitchen, finish painting the cabinets, do laundry, the list goes on and on.
You know what I did?
I chucked my mental list into my mental trashcan and hit the road.
I went to the flea market, browsed around. Went to Lowe’s and bought some vegetables for my new little veggie garden, went and visited with some friends. And on my way back, another friend called and asked me to meet her at the festival.
So I went.
I had a blast. I was sitting there relaxing, listening to the good music and feeling the sun on my face, the wind in my hair and I realized I don’t take enough time to do that. I go and I go and I go until I poop out and can’t go anymore.
I wear myself out. And I know I’m not the only one who does this.
I was reading my little devotional book earlier and it said man (and I’m assuming woman) wasn’t meant to work all the time. That we needed breaks to rejuvenate ourselves. What a timely lesson that is for me.
I need to take breaks for me. So that I don’t wear myself out.
After all, the old adage is true…..All work and no play makes Alisha a very dull (and a very tired) old girl.
So, I made a decision today. This week, I am going to finish those cabinet doors. And then, we’re packing up the Saturn and hitting the road. We’re packing the tents, the ice chests, and heading out. Where we end up who knows. All I know is I’m going to take some time to relax. To enjoy some sun. Maybe do some crabbing and shrimping and have a big old boil right on some beach.
I’m excited already.
For now, I’m off to rub some aloe on this sunburn I acquired today. It was well worth it. 🙂
Here’s to a great week!