So often, we're down on ourselves for what we didn't do right, what we couldn't get done on time, what we wish we could do but don't. Inspired by a blog post at Mocha Momma -- a letter to herself at age 20 -- I'm want to know: What do you think you do well?
My work-life juggle always ratchets up in the summer. I've got an almost-full house right now, my in-laws and niece are here, too. Our big kids are teens and tween-aged now -- too old for the camp they used to love, but too young to spent large chunks of time on their own -- and while you might think that things get easier when kids get older and more independent, you'd be wrong (they just get different). My mother-in-law -- bless her -- keeps the the laundry monsters at bay when she's here; I wanted to ask her how she manages to get the clothes so crisp and smooth and then I realized it probably has something to do with the fact that they don't sit in my room in a heap for two weeks before they get folded.
As I've mentioned over at The 36-Hour Day, right now I feel like the challenge is not so much trying to keep all of my balls in the air as it is accepting the fact that, at some point, I will drop them. Possibly all of them. And they will roll under the couch and hang out with the dust bunnies that I haven't had time to clean.
But that's not really my biggest challenge right now. My biggest challenge is not getting trapped in a spiral of I-can't-do-anything-right-ness. Because it's so easy to look at all of the ways I think I fail instead of focusing on the things I do right.
I maintain that my superpower is multitasking, and right now, I'm going to say that's the thing I do right. Because while the carpet may be crunchy and my sainted Mother-in-Law is managing my laundry situation and helping me play beat-the-clock with daycare, somehow the rest of the balls still seem to be up in the air instead of under the couch.
What do you think you do well?