Did anyone ever tell me there’d be days like this?

This has been one of those long days. Not so bad, really, just long. Get up, get dressed, go to work site, stay there for 8.5 hours, run two errands on the way home (did I mention that it’s a 90-minute commute? Each way?), get home, do dishes, have dinner with family, help daughter calm down when something has made her angry (just before her bedtime — greeeeat…), read and cuddle with her, do more dishes, talk to my partners, do more dishes…and then, a bit past midnight, finally ready to unwind a bit.


Hang on there, though, Kat. Take a breath, drink your tea, let the tension ebb from your shoulders. Then, would you do me a favor, love, and just take a closer look at that frantic-feeling paragraph up there? Yeah, take another look, and read between the lines.

…go to work site, stay there for 8.5 hours… …but you like that gig, remember?

…have dinner with family… …that’s something you look forward to daily, isn’t it?

…read and cuddle with [my daughter]… …you’re getting the idea, right? I don’t have to draw you a picture?

Oh, but maybe I’ll draw you a picture anyway. Here, take a look: it’s a portrait of a loving, creative woman in her prime, living the life she’s chosen, a life that’s chock-full of really, really good things. Not to mention good people.

No, I’m not so sure that the actual activities are the problem.

So, what is the problem?

I need to give myself more breathing space.

Even when it feels as if I have no time to do that?

Yes. Yes,. Of course. Because — think about it — are those not the times when space and breath are the most necessary?

There’s more to say, but I need to sleep. To be continued…

2 responses to “Did anyone ever tell me there’d be days like this?

  1. Lovely. And similar to many of my days. Actually, many days I don’t even think, just DO. And more doing the next day.

    A few years ago I read a book (perhaps called “Stopping”?). The concept was to consciously stop and take a breath right before those activities you are looking forward to (putting your daughter to bed… having dinner… etc.), and spend a few tiny seconds stopped. I do this all the time, and it does help. When I remember.

    Like the blog. Take care!

  2. Thanks for the good thought, Liz! I think that’s something I do instinctively at times, but how much better to do it intentionally and mindfully! Stopping. Good stuff.

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