In the nonprofit world, there is a very definite busy contest going on. My agency sees more people with less money and I work the MOST hours of anyone, etc. I never play the busy contest at work because, the truth is, we are all busy. Overworked, underpaid. Too many clients, not enough money. Did we think it was going to be different when we chose to work in this field? It is the definition of preaching to the choir and I try my hardest not to participate.
Now, among my friends, sadly I sometimes play the busy contest. Sometimes, when someone is talking about how busy they are... well, do you want to know what I think in my head? Puh-lease, I can beat that. (And usually I can.) Which brings me to my point. What do you win if you win the busy contest? A messy house, a bad cold (I am feeling horrible today out of nowhere), piles of laundry, and a house without a single Christmas decoration up.
This is the season of my life right now. It is a broke and busy season, but it is a good season. We are happy, so I do what I have to do and trust that this busy season will pay off in the long run. But I'm going to do better at not even entering the busy contest.
Love Florida and love my big beach girl and my little water baby:
It sounds silly, but when Chris pushes this girls in the stroller, I think, my stroller runneth over; I have more than I could hope for:
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I like this post so much! I don't know how you moms do it. You are my hero!
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