Yesterday saw me baking hamburger rolls for supper, doing two days’-worth of business tasks, and engaging with my overly chatty children. I was doing all of these things at once, but none of them particularly well.
By evening, I felt dizzy, and I’d pulled a muscle in my neck. This morning both are better, but neither is gone completely. And now there is the rain.
I’ve been thinking for the last few weeks that maybe I could do it all – keep up with housework, business, and summer fun. I’d dusted off my neglected task list, and was doing a decent job of it this month (house has been relatively neat, orders have been going out on a regular-ish schedule, and we’ve enjoyed a decent Summer social life), until I was sidelined last night with orders still to pack, laundry still to fold, and children still a-chatter.
I almost feel like the cooling rain this morning is permission to just. slow. down. Sip my vanilla coffee slowly, putter around in my homemade lounge pants, accomplish the things that simply can’t wait, and save the rest for tomorrow. It is still summer, after all, right?