Friday, January 16, 2009

In Over My Head

Okay, so I crashed and burned. Not only did I not accomplish all the things on my list that I though were going to cement my status as a bitchen dad, but I got so stressed out trying to that I was being curt and snapping at my kids all day. I apologized to them later, and I could see them rolling their eyes (figuratively, of course) and thinking, you always say that.

If there is a silver lining to all this, I've learned, or shall I say, re-learned an important lesson. Don't try to be a bitchen dad and bite off more than you can chew. Who the heck am I trying to impress? Maybe you, the reader? Either way, it's like the story my friend once relayed to me growing up on a farm. When they cleared the grain silo, there would be a rush of mice that were feeding on the stuff, and the cats would go crazy. They would get so worked up trying to catch every mouse that crossed their paths that they would miss all of them. Such is my predicament.

Now granted, I got more than half of the things done, but at what cost? It's so darn stressful, and though we have brownies and fresh baked bread, it's hard to appreciate them with an ulcer, so I've got tone it down. The same goes for everything in life, we're in too much of a rush trying to do too many things.

I feel much calmer today, but it's early. Give me time.

Until then, thanks for reading.

1 comment:

The Book Chook said...

I so relate to your cat story, Fred. Now if I can just learn to prioritize!