Have you ever had the problem of having too many options? Having endless opportunities? Having the ability to go in any direction and accomplish any goal? I am talking about both big and small goals. It’s a real problem for me. I know that sounds like I am whining, but it’s really a big deal. And yes, I realize this is a total first world problem, but hear me out because you might see yourself in me.
When I was a kid, I knew exactly what I wanted to be when I grew up.
I had two, very specific dreams.
If you walk into my house, you’ll be greeted by a cheerful entryway and a clean and tidy front room and dining room. However, if one were to gaze past the comfy couch, you would find my mess. It’s not always like this, but about every three months or so life just seems to “pile-up” in the form of papers, unfinished projects, art supplies, books, teaching materials, bills and receipts to file, notes, my kids’ school papers, old to-do lists, and remnants of unfinished plans, and more.
Here it is, in all it’s ugly and messy glory…
I was left with the nagging feeling that maybe we didn’t do everything on our summer bucket list. It was an extensive list and after all my kids are big thinkers, but I checked the list and we really only had a few things left to do. That’s when it hit me, their idea of a perfect summer evolved from the “Summer Bucket List” we made in May. That list changed as they grew up right in front of me..but I never stopped to update it. I looked at the list as my big “To-Do List”. I was just checking things off the list, so that they wouldn’t gripe at me in August. But, here we are.. griping…in JULY.
Cue the mommy guilt.