This is what you see from the front door, if anyone were to come to my home they would (rightly) believe it unkempt and untidy
This is our kitchen counter: see the cool new white breadbox? It is supposed to be a secret hiding place for all those papers you see scattered all over the place. The bags running down the length of the hallway? Things that need to be returned to various stores as we prepare for our yearly family photo shoot...and trash from cleaning out the car. We are a mess I tell you, we are such a mess!
So, name that movie:
"There's a fine line between clever and stupid"
I crossed this line about the second week of school
"There's a fine line between clever and stupid"
I crossed this line about the second week of school
There is a false perception that once all your kids are in school you have more time to do things you choose...
I believed this perception and am now knee deep in wonderful comittments which take time away from my home, or time in my home but not concentrating on my home.
As the photos show above, I have also believed in a false perception that I had taught my children 'a place for everything and everything in its place' sufficiently for them to practice this principal when their parental conscience is not reminding said children to remember to put things in their place.
I am living in messes I don't have time to clean up. And I have made (wonderful, exciting, worthwhile) messes elsewhere in our community that I have an obligation to 'finish up' in a successful manner.
I'm excited to tell write about these wonderful messes, because they revolve around the growth of my children in ways I want them to grow (as community servants and as more open minded and better bilingually educated individuals). But we are not used to my being thus engaged in 'doing good' among our fellow men, and the family-especially the mother of this family-is dealing with a lot of shock and awe at the things our home and family are going without in the name of serving the community.
I'm not sure its worth all the glorious wonderful things that I hoped for when I committed. I guess only time will tell if they've made the positive difference that makes the mess worth while.
I believed this perception and am now knee deep in wonderful comittments which take time away from my home, or time in my home but not concentrating on my home.
As the photos show above, I have also believed in a false perception that I had taught my children 'a place for everything and everything in its place' sufficiently for them to practice this principal when their parental conscience is not reminding said children to remember to put things in their place.
I am living in messes I don't have time to clean up. And I have made (wonderful, exciting, worthwhile) messes elsewhere in our community that I have an obligation to 'finish up' in a successful manner.
I'm excited to tell write about these wonderful messes, because they revolve around the growth of my children in ways I want them to grow (as community servants and as more open minded and better bilingually educated individuals). But we are not used to my being thus engaged in 'doing good' among our fellow men, and the family-especially the mother of this family-is dealing with a lot of shock and awe at the things our home and family are going without in the name of serving the community.
I'm not sure its worth all the glorious wonderful things that I hoped for when I committed. I guess only time will tell if they've made the positive difference that makes the mess worth while.
3 comments:
Breadbox hideaway... interesting. Tell me if it works. I have a drawer I stash my pile before parties. Otherwise it lives on my counter desk area.
Have to admit I appreciate you blogging about the misconception of time once kids are in school. There really is no "more" just differently used, depending on so many factors. : )
we're a third of the way through the school year already. hang in there, katie! ((hugs))
This is how I feel! I am just ending a period when I said yes, yes, yes. Now I am holding back and am saying no more, even though I would love to do it all, my little home and family suffer. This balance thing is tough, but worth it!
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