Whenever I have too much going on in my life, I usually react in one of four ways.
1. I run around like the Energizer Bunny on speed
I am talking extreme organisation. I’m pre-cooking meals for the week, my floors are sparkling, the clothes are ironed, the kids are clean and fed, and work is trucking along nicely.
I’m kicking goals all over the place and fist pumping the air in the process. I do more than I need to, but I just can’t stop because I’m so amped up.
2. I can’t remember whether I’m Arthur or Martha
I’ve been to Coles three times in the past week to buy carrots and have come home with $80 worth of groceries each time, but no carrots. Why can’t I remember the carrots? Can someone please buy me some carrots?
3. It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to
I become all grouchy and shouty. I whinge. So much whinging, you would think I was channeling my two-year-old.
Everything seems too hard. I’m so tired. Why do I never get to have a daytime nap?
I feel like crying, but there just aren’t any tears. Tears take energy and that is something I don’t have.
Each night I tell myself that I will go to bed early, but each night I’m awake until 11pm and then up at 5am. Thinking. Just thinking.
Why can’t I switch my brain off?
My care factor is zero.
The floors will be in desperate need of a sweep, or a vac, or a mop, or all three. The fridge needs a clean out. I only seem capable of the most basic of things. Even blinking can be burdensome.
As soon as the kids are in bed I trawl mindlessly through Netflix for something to watch and nine times out of 10 settle on Game of Thrones. I then spend my days wondering if the King Slayer will ever see Cersei again. Will Joffrey meet a grisly death at the hands of Sansa? (We are only up to Season 3, so no spoilers please). These are the things that I ponder as I push the reality of my messy fridge, which has no carrots, out of my mind.
Does any of the above sound vaguely familiar to you?
I’ve been all of the above in the past couple of weeks.
Life has been full on with a busy schedule at work, an emotional prep interview, medical tests, study, a vomiting bug, and then another vomiting bug.
Just when I thought I had things under control, things began to unravel just as fast.
A reader reminded me over the weekend to take some ‘me’ time, which I thought was lovely. It brought a smile to my face, so thank you. You know who you are.
I followed her advice and knocked out some decent laps at the pool on Monday morning. The water was a little fresh at first, but as I found my stride I began to feel the calm take over and the overwhelm disappear.
It was much needed and I feel like I’m ready to ease myself back into normality again and start the week afresh.
If you find yourself going through any of the above or your own type of overwhelm, then promise me you’ll take some time out.
I don’t care whether you lock yourself in the walk-in pantry for five minutes while you gorge yourself on Easter eggs (probably not recommended) or take a walk in the fresh air.
Just do it. Just be kind to yourself and give yourself some time out. It’s good for the soul.
How do you react when you have too much on your plate? What are some of the things in your head at the moment? Do you ever take some time out just for you?
Linking up today with Essentially Jess, who I was lucky enough to meet IRL recently, for I Blog on Tuesday.