I’ll never get my “handle” on life until I find some balance. My Better Half and I have been talking about balance a lot, how he feels so tied to everyone on the farm, and isn’t getting much time to himself. Some of this is a function of the season, early groundwork for planting during the unseasonable sunshine (I was chasing calves in my running shorts yesterday!) but most of this is his nature to keep working as long as there are things to do.
I’ve learned over the years that I can’t sustain focus on anything too long. I’m just not wired that way. So while I also tend to bring my work home with me, it also sits out of the way most of my weekend. I’ve learned I need other things in my life too, otherwise my work will consume it and what little I have left won’t be worth anything.
We’re still working out how he is going to get more balance in his life, and I need to figure out how I’m going to balance the rest of my life. I want a clean house and a healthy pantry and a vibrant social life… oh but I also want to read Narnia and the final Grey book (no judging) and watch 15 year old reruns of Walker, Texas Ranger. And Pin. And play games. And just hang out with my best friend (once he gets off work, or maybe while he’s still in the shop).
Something’s gotta give. But what? That’s the goal for this week… find those priorities so I can find my balance. And then I shall conquer that tight rope.
Happy Sunday, y’all.