Finding the right fit…

How do you know when you’ve found the right fit in life? This is something I’ve been working on personally lately. As the mama of 3 busy teens (well… 2 teens and 1 on the cusp) and wife to an in-demand lineman (read, “no consistent work schedule”) this sis somthing I’ve put considerable effort, energy […]

How do you know when you’ve found the right fit in life?

This is something I’ve been working on personally lately. As the mama of 3 busy teens (well… 2 teens and 1 on the cusp) and wife to an in-demand lineman (read, “no consistent work schedule”) this sis somthing I’ve put considerable effort, energy and heart into since the beginning of our family. It changes from year to year, season to season, week to week. Sometimes minute to minute.

Today – and lately in this season of life – I’m really feeling it. Yesterday, like I do every Sunday, I sat down with my planner to look at our upcoming week, create a dinner schedule, make arrangements, map out who is where and when, evaluate where MY energy needs to go and then brief my husband on it all. I felt ready for the week as I dropped two of my girls off at school and go a little one on one with my oldest as I took her to the dentist.

Until we got there and I saw the CLOSED sign.

This can’t be right, can it?! Yes, it can.

Sure enough her appointment is tomorrow. At the same time I have an appointment. At the same time she has testing in her first two classes. The same classes she missed today. She was frustrated at realizing she’d have to make these classes up, 2 of her hardest classes TO make up. I was frustrated that I got it wrong despite all the planning I’d done. The shame of imperfection and holding it all together. It made me wonder if I’m trying to do too much, especially considering I recently took a part time job (more on that in another post).

When I begin to show up when I’m not expected, to NOT show up when I AM expected, and generally feel as if I’m floating in space like a helium balloon unable to grab onto anything concrete, it’s a sure sign I need to slow down and be a bit more present or possibly offload some of the workload for a bit.

I’ve come to realize it’s OK – even good – to release things from time to time and that letting something go doesn’t mean I can’t pick it back up later.

Today I’m choosing to let go of perfectionism and trying to look like I have it all together (proof of that in my next blog post… it’s a funny one. You won’t want to miss it!)

Tomorrow maybe I’ll choose to let go of. seomthing else. Like dishes, dinner and laundry.

A gal can dream, can’t she?!

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