Not Really.
I am feeling a bit overwhelmed today. Much like my other almost middle aged mom peers, I have a way of over doing it. I over worry, I over commit, over sign my kids up for way to much sh..stuff. I over analyze and I over achieve and over underachieve. I over worry, over eat and then I over exercise. I am an over-doer.
I can’t just run, I have to run for a marathon. I can’t just sign my kids up for one activity; I have to sign up for 10. I can’t just eat a piece of cake, I have to eat the whole cake. I can’t just drink a glass of wine I have to drink the entire bottle of wine. I can’t just pluck my eyebrows, I have to pluck them all..(ok not really, but you get the drift.)
Everything I do, I over do!! And you know where it gets me?
Here. It gets me here.
I overdo and end up with a bunch of nothin’ ..
So my fellow lady friends and fellas that also ride the crazy over-doer train to nowhere. I implore you to make a pact with me: Let’s stop over doing it! Let’s all just try to freaking RELAX.
Or you will get a Mother’s (or Father’s day) card from your child like this, that depicts you as a weirdo that goes crazy and looks at your computer.
*actual card from my son.
-yours in relaxation
Megan
So happy you are blogging. Can’t wait to read more!!!!