(our trips always have some adventure
in them. this is one I could
have skipped, though.)
This has been an extremely busy season for our family, leaving Mama breathless and a tad overwhelmed at times.
School has started and it's a year where we are plunging in and we are neck-deep. Some years, it seems that the work load is easier, others, well, others leave you hanging on for dear life.
In addition to our heavier school year, we have countless things that take up our time, our money, our energy - spiritually, physically, mentally, emotionally.
We're pretty spent.
And then Hubs wanted to go camping. Real camping. Y'know without hook-ups and sanitation.
I was all for it... on the outside.
The inside of me was screaming, "NO!! I don't have time for this! I love my bed! This is the worst time possible!"
We went. And it was lovely.
What we forget in the seasons of running around-like-chickens-with-their-heads-chopped-off is that in order to keep running around, we must experience rest.
Oh, how I love a good paradox.
And we must (let me emphasize that particular word: MUST) be intentional about doing it.
You know that I'm talking to you, right?
Getting things done is awfully nice. Satisfying, right?
Take this from a woman who has, at times, made an idol of the almighty to-do list: It will not sustain you, my dear.
The busier you are, the more escapes you will need to arrange.
Of course, they need not be big escapes. An afternoon at the library (all. by. myself.) with a Starbuck's in hand was exactly what I needed a couple of weeks ago. A short trip to the grocery store with hubs? Yes, please. Any time I go anywhere with him alone definitely counts as a date.
It can also be as easy as shifting some school work aside for the day to pop popcorn and watch a movie or go outside and play.
We are made for working, you and I, but we're also made for rest. Easy for me to say, right? I don't know your schedule, your routine, your responsibilities, your workload. No, but I do know mine and women just like us.
Make sure that in your times of a hectic, over-loaded schedule, you find minutes to just breathe, relax and be refreshed.
It can be done, I promise. It just takes strategy. And maybe coffee.
If you don't, you'll end up like one of those crazy, headless chickens. And we all know what fate awaits them.... being roasted for supper.
Please don't be roasted for supper. Rest.