Laurel asking for help going potty. Making Lee lunch and morning coffee. Let the dog out. Bethel wants breakfast. David wants to talk about his airplane. Laurel wants to play frisbee. I tell her that she needs to be dressed first, so she runs to get her clothes. I realize David isn’t dressed yet, so send him to get dressed. I would really like to make my bed, but first I need to wash the spread. I need a shower, but that can wait. Laurel wants to listen to Beethoven’s Wig (nobody else minds, thankfully), so I help her put it on. Sit down for devotions, remember that I need to write, answer a quick email, pray for my cousin who was recently divorced. I should really start devotions, but first I’ll get breakfast going for the kids.
Sometimes I feel like I can’t complete any activity or thought from start to finish without having to stop in the middle. I used to think that was my personality, but now I’m starting to wonder….
Technically, this wasn’t the first five minutes, since God gave me the grace for a quick run before the kids got up. This post gives the first five minutes when I walked in the door. I’ve enjoyed all the comments recently. I’m not ignoring anyone! Hopefully this weekend, I’ll get to responding to comments and the emails you all have written.
oh my goodness! I know exactly how this is! With just two girls, I had the same thought this morning. I’m in the middle of doing something, doing something else and planning my next something to do… I’ve often wished for 3 of me. One to just spend time with kids, 1 to spend time with dear husband and one to handle all cooking and cleaning!!
Diane Heeney says
I’m with you on this one as well. Been out of the blogosphere for several weeks (presumably to devote more time to reading…amazing how all sorts of unnecessary things trickle into the gaps), but I find it interesting that the day I return I read this on your blog…when only last night my husband was bemoaning all the interruptions to the projects he was needing to get done at work, and I replied with a smile, “Now you know why most of my housekeeping jobs are only half-done when you get home.” He’d much rather come home and find dishes in the sink and popcorn un-vacuumed, but know that I had quality time with the Lord…I am the one who puts pressure on myself to have each day “finished”…and the perfectionist in me throws up her hands in despair and says, “Why try any of it? I know I won’t be able to complete even one of these things to my satisfaction.” Oh to be able to consistently discern what is “that better part” in each day’s nooks and crannies.
I feel encouraged as I too was beginning to wonder if it was just my personality, or that I’m incorrigibly disorganized…but maybe I’ll think a bit more as on in it as well. I’m sure I could plan some things out better, but it’s nice to hear there are others out there who can’t seem to complete a task without interruption.
I love to check things off a to-do list and am frequently frustrated by so many interuptions! If I could only focus on what is important. So I’d better get off the computer!