I was invited to have tea with a friend today. My inner overwhelmed is fighting the urge to go with my first plan of getting tons of math done with the kids today and finding my debit card in the abyss also known as my bedroom. This is a ridiculous decision. Laugh and enjoy the company of an awesome person or......review fractions and square roots and....
The last two days were completely eaten with apartment shopping for my in-laws. Sigh. I see things slipping around here worse than they were. We don't have any desirable food, there are tomato sauce and green beans to can, and all my previous projects of expanding the house are not quite completed.
Another friend and I were chatting yesterday about what it meant years ago to care for our parents and how was it different. If I had nine kids in the seventies or earlier, I would have had most of them in school. She pointed out that my full time job of home educating and simply taking care of the family is huge. The stress of problem solving and figuring out how to get a single thing done under these circumstances is pretty daunting.
So I have decided to have tea with my friend and try to be disciplined enough to head for home at a reasonable time. Sigh. If my expectation is to only get a tiny bit of something done, then I won't panic. Slowing down my thinking to be content with hardly a thing is still a challenge. Sigh again.