Between my fingers and toes

My parents have been visiting this week and it has been terrific.  See, I have great parents who are real troopers.  No stuffy hotels or fancy sheets for them.  For years they have bunked in our den either on a blow-up bed or a futon, and this time they are down the street at an RV park, where they are close enough to hang out here most of the time basking in the mayhem that is our life.

My mom has said to me more than once, "Wow, your family is so busy!"  Between AA soccer, cello lessons, scouts, work, piano lessons, helping my seventeen-year old with Homecoming Dance ideas, getting housework done, giving my bishop- husband emotional support, (blogging... which I love), etc., it seriously is non-stop.  Not to mention that my husband has been very preoccupied with some things at work, which makes him pretty unavailable around here.

Sometimes I think life is going so fast that I can barely keep all of the balls up in the air.  It spooks me out when a week has gone by in the blink of an eye.  I don't like feeling like I am an observer of my own life and not someone who is living it.  Every spare crack and crevasse in my calendar gets filled up like these little rubber critters in between my son's fingers and toes, and I can't seem to figure out how to make things slow down.

Anybody have any good meditation ideas?  My best "slow-it-down" time comes when I am watching HGTV or when I am lying in bed reading, both being rare.  I am just thankful that I have thirty seconds at the end of everyday to take my blood pressure medication (no joke here).   

1 comment

Jessica Stier | September 9, 2008 at 10:59 AM

Oh man, I can totally relate!!! Lately I have been feeling like I am going around and around in circles. I sweep the floor and turn around and it has mashed graham crackers on it so I sweep again and then turn around and there is spilled juice or cheezy noodles... I sometimes feel like just throwing my hands up in the air.
Yesterday I spent a whole bunch of time washing my couches, the cushion covers and getting all the spots off. This morning I come down stairs and my middle son has spilled a bowl of cereal on them. That's why no food is allowed in the living room. I sat down on the kitchen floor and had a mini nervous breakdown.
I'm totally venting now! I sound like a crazy person. :) hahaha. I'm sure it will get better, right? I have to keep reminding myself that this is a great time of life. It is, I love it. I just get tired of the mundane things that keep my house running. I think I need a clone so she can keep the house nice and I can hang with my kids.

Fun photos, by the way!!!