Being Breath

stories from the wilderness of everyday life

Do do.

So overwhelmed!!

It's all I can do to sit down and type this post.  If I weren't so lazy and could get out of this chair, I might not have even done this posting.  See - being lazy is a good thing sometimes.

Why overwhelmed, you ask?  Aww, thanks for caring.

Here's probably 5% of my to-do list:

1)  Finish poetry and decide how in the heck I'm going to make the book for my poetry giveaway.  That's right, oh soon-to-be winner of this poetry book -- it ain't done.

VISIT CREATE ME TO LEARN MORE ABOUT 
HOW I'M DISCOVERING MY WEAKNESS 
IN THE POETIC CREATIVITY DEPARTMENT ...
AND HOW TIME IS A DANGEROUS 
MACHINE TO KEEP IN 
ONE'S STRENGTH TRAINING REGIMENT

2)  Update the For You's and Guest Stories.  'Cause I love you all and I wanna give you more.  (You're going to love some of those guest stories...tease, tease, tease....)

3)  Finish the poetry journal and tote for the Artistic Mothers Group project.  The Artistic Statement?  Well, one goal at a time here.

4)  Plan out the remaining few weeks of training (oh, and actually train) for the mini-marathon on May 8th so I don't completely collapse and end up finishing the event in an ambulance.  (Though, hmm.  I bet I could get a sympathy ride to the beer tent.  I need to think about this further.)

5)  Figure out why my daughter is suddenly a screaming diva every-minute-of-the-day and find a way to remind her that there is only room for one diva in this household and I was here first.  So there.  (Yup.  I'm that kind of mommy.)


6)  Organize my crafting area.  I'm not just talking about alphabetizing stamps or something.  I mean more like at least clearing a path to my computer chair so I don't ruin one more piece of scrapbooking paper and so I can find where in the world I put that journal I was going to use.  I think the dog may be in here somewhere too, but one thing at a time.

7)  Finish this post.

(I put that last one in there so at least I can check something off in the next few minutes.)

This doesn't include the other 95% of to-dos, including those domestic duties that would probably greatly please my hubby and kiddos.

Image is photo of Melody Ross chipboard ladies.
Yeah, right.

So, now you know!

What happens to be on yours?

And one final note:  lest you think I am complaining, please know that I feel quite fortunate to be assigned this to-do list and not encumbered with one not of my choosing.

We all have choices, every single moment.  I don't necessarily plead for a noisy daughter or a messy house to clean.  But I am eternally grateful for a healthy daughter with lungs and vocal cords that can make those screams and the independence to know what she wants...and for the roof and walls that not only give me shelter but a comfortable place to call home.

I didn't necessarily choose those items on my to-do list, but because EVERYTHING in one way or another is a choice....I AM choosing what I choose to DO about those items and how I choose to FEEL about them.

Strength comes in awareness of this.

Namaste.

p.s. This lovely introspection was inspired by the adorable JINGLE at http://justjingle.blogspot.com.  I would HOPE you have visited her blog before (and left all sorts of comments), but in case you haven't...shame on you.  It's ok, you're forgiven.  Just go there NOW and bask in her creative, spirit-lifting, honest loveliness.