How to Accomplish Everything EVER
Amber blogs at A Day Without Sushi and is one of the most amazing bloggers I know – her kind heart and ability to reach out to others, plus her honesty about what life holds. Here she tells us how she does it all. All-ish.
I have what some consider a fairly busy life.
I take care of my very active three year old boy. I work as a realtor’s assistant part-time. I manage social media for a small business (or two, or three). I am slowly growing a photography business. I am finishing up voice work for an audio book. I am in final edits of a novel, working on two others, and attempting to maintain a blog that includes a weekly feature that requires that I keep up with the latest in television.
When I write it all out like that, I feel the need to shove my face in a bag of coffee and never come back out.
In reality, I don’t generally give much thought to how much I have going on. After all, there are moms I know who have more than one kid. Moms who have to leave their houses to go work a 40+ hours a week job.
By comparison, I feel like I’m really not all that busy.
Yet, I’ve been asked recently by more than one friend, how do you do it all?
So, when Diana so kindly asked for me to guest blog, I thought this would be the perfect time and place to share my secret of accomplishing all in the history of things.
I don’t get everything done.
Now, before you start shaking your fists at me for leading you on, I do get a lot accomplished. But not always the way I want to.
My laundry piles up, and I end up spending an entire day doing nothing but. My floors don’t get a solid scrubbing until company is scheduled to come over. Dishes pile up. The exercise bike gets neglected.
Sometimes I can only post once a week on my blog. The finished novel may take forever to get published because I need to find time to query or decide to go my own way. I may have to turn down voice work. The photography business is growing slowly because I just don’t have time to do more with it than the occasional shoot and update to the photoblog.
And that’s okay. It has to be.
The family’s spiritual, emotional, and physical needs are being met. Jobs that bring in a paycheck get done by whatever deadlines are agreed upon. (That sometimes requires typing with a kid on my lap, taking calls in a closet, or getting creative with ways to occupy the kid). Once those items are done, in that order, then I move on down the mental checklist of what’s left.
Maybe that means that it will take me forever to publish my first book.
Maybe it means that those extra ::mumble:: pounds will take forever to burn.
Maybe that means that I want to hide when my parents stop by the house and find every toy in existence on my family room floor (I blame them, since they bought most of them).
Maybe it means a frantic dash to the washing machine when the hubs proclaims he will begin turning his dirty underwear inside out if he doesn’t get clean ones by tomorrow.
Maybe that means that the little person inside me that compares my messy house with my mom’s perfect home will have to learn to shut up.
Maybe it means I have to stop comparing myself to everyone else, period.
I’ve learned to deal with those maybes. Most days.
And on the days when I’m not handling the “maybes” so well, on the days when I feel like I’ve failed if I can’t tick off every task on a neverending list, on those days I find something that makes it okay.
Like the little man telling me how much he loves me.
Or, you know, chocolate.
Yes, chocolate and little boy hugs are the secret.
This post was sponsored by a pile of ignored laundry.
Amber Medina West is a WAHM who likes to yell “WHAM!” when people ask what she does, because she’s a special brand of weird. When she isn’t busy paying the bills, she’s chasing a kid, managing a husband, and writing her brains out. You can read about the mundane and the madness at her blog, A Day Without Sushi, or chat with her on Twitter.