I love fall. The change of seasons, the slight chill in the air, the leaves turning beautiful colors, the sun setting earlier…and the routine. I always loved school – waiting impatiently for summer to end so I could get back to my friends, my books, my routine.
I still crave the routine fall brings. And I feel like I am almost there. We started youth officially tonight and next week my evening Bible study for women begins. Those are my two weekly evening commitments and I am eager to be started with both and get into my fall routine.
But I am still left today feeling like I can’t keep up. I don’t know how people with families do it. The wash and dishes here are neverending. Something is always in need of being dusted, wiped or vaccumed around here – not to mention the care and feeding of the furries. I know I should not be complaining but I am just so weary. I know that this is not unique, that people have this but more and it probably seems silly for me even to be saying this. I guess part of it is that the burden of all things in my life falls squarely on my shoulders and sometimes the weight is too much to bear.
I will say that my little list from the other evening is coming along ok so far.
*My alarm is waking me up a half hour earlier. Monday I jumped out of bed and got some things done before work, which was terrific. The rest of the week, I had trouble getting up but at least was awake.
*I have brought my lunch each day this week so far – but tomorrow I am offsite during the lunch hour. I imagine I might get lunch there, so technically I won’t be buying my lunch, so that is helpful.
*I am going to work on my running list tonight before I go to bed. I need to have it somewhere handy so I can have the satisfaction of crossing things off.
*I haven’t started my study (next week!) and haven’t endeavoured to start the decluttering. I did clean this week, though, because the landlord was coming – so that must count for something, right?