On an average week, I feel like I’m just barely keeping up. Plenty of balls being juggled in the air, but always at least one on the ground, rolling away. This is a week that feels even a little crazier, more frantic, more likely to fall apart.
The big kids only have school on Monday and Tuesday, because of course the preschool teachers need a staff day on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. Ellie has three appointments in two days. I need to keep moving in my training program so I don’t die when attempting to run five miles on Thursday morning. And in the meantime, I have to sufficiently de-clutter my house so that there will be room for all sixteen of us to sit down for Thanksgiving dinner. And did I mention the brining and the roasting and the baking? Oh, and the dog needs a bath.
This week, each day requires it’s own lengthy and time-sensitive to-do list. When to pick up my race bib and shop for groceries. When to pick up the big kids from preschool and when to take Ellie to physical therapy. When to put the turkey in the brine and prep the green beans. When to do yoga and when to run. It can be done, but I really need to stay on top of things.
Naturally, after we got home from dance class tonight, Rebecca started weeping and shivering and saying that it hurts when she swallows. Her 10-day course of antibiotics finished yesterday. Tomorrow, we’ll be back at the pediatrician, and I suspect we will hear that the strep is back.
Of course it is.
UGHHH! so hard. Maybe move from day at a time to top of the to do list at a time. You’ll get there and Thanksgiving will be fabulous. Any chance you can wrangle some childcare for a few hours wed so you can get a few more out of the house things done?
Easier said than done, but sometimes you have to focus more on the balls that are in the air instead of assessing yourself based on the ones on the ground. And pick and chose what balls on the ground really matter. Personally, I’d say that some of the decluttering can fall to the wayside. It’s not what anyone cares about this Thanksgiving and I don’t think anyone will announce that they are thankful for this decluttered room in which they find themselves.
I understand the appointments stress. I actually went through Google Calendar and figured out that it’s been 14 months since I had a week that did not include a medical appointment I went to with someone.