Last Day

So, today is my last day as a full-time staff member of HCBC. Beginning tomorrow, my life will be dramatically different. Soon, I will be caring for some sweet babies, I'll not have to worry about where my own children are going everyday. I will get to work out several times a week now that I won't be suffering from working Mom's guilt about leaving them in the YMCA childcare after being without them all day, and I won't be spending 90 percent of my life doing something that isn't what I really want to be doing. That's pretty cool.

In my excitement over this, I'm starting to almost cripple myself by trying to take on too much at once. Over the years, there have been so many things that I've wanted to do and couldn't, or that I used to do and had to stop doing, because of our lifestyle. Now that the door has opened for the opportunity for me to start living the life I've wanted to live for so long, all of those things are flooding my mind and actually overwhelming me right now. For instance, tomorrow, i would like to crochet an afghan

work out,

do yoga

bake bread from scratch,

start a garden

learn to sew, learn to quilt, clean my house from top to bottom, and

homeschool my kids

And yes, I want to do all of this tomorrow. However, I'm not so crazy that I don't realize that's too much. So, what do I do first? I can't decide. I want to do them all, but I can't. Then I start to think about how behind I am...that I wouldn't be so overwhelmed if things had just worked out like this several years ago. But thoughts like that are purely self-destructive, and frankly, are from the devil

So, I do my best to block them out. But I still feel defeated and exhausted before I've even begun.

So, half the battle (or more) is realizing you have a problem, right? So, now, what do I do about it? I know I need to slow down, prioritize, and remind myself that I have many years to do all of these things.

So here's my new plan for tomorrow.

I'm going to get my hair done.

Then I'm going to hang out with Bren. Maybe we'll go to the park.

And then when Holloway gets home from piano practice, I'm going to cook us a good dinner

. Then I'll do dishes (maybe), put the kids to bed,

watch some Friday Night Lights

And hopefully have some sweet dreams about Tim Riggins. Whoa, did I just say that? ;)

That sounds like plenty to me.