It's a bunch. It's a lot. It's wild and crazy and could even eat you alive. I don't want it to suck me in and steal my joy. I don't want to allow it the excitement of stealing my personal time. There is balance in all of this. A friend asked me how I do this... since she doesn't have kids or a husband and was just dying to take a nap. "Kids come first" I said. "And everything else falls into place."
Some weeks it doesn't fall into place the way that I would prefer. Husband gets tossed aside. Me time is lost in the shuffle. Exercise who? I can feel this happening already. My circus tent just added another act. Thankfully this is an act I've done before. I'm just praying "it" doesn't get me (and all my other teachers out there), everything will fall into all the right places soon enough.
I love nerds.