I have noticed recently that the hot trend in Mommy blogging is focusing on how to balance life. So I’ll jump on the balancing blog bandwagon here and discuss how I do it. Or maybe it should be how I don’t do it. You see, I don’t think I really balance anything. It’s fairly safe to say that I’ve just given up. Not in the sense of being a quitter but more along the lines of let-it-go-so-I-don’t-go-over-the-edge.
My husband and I both work full time. In the city. Which means that we spend two hours a day commuting. I am tempted to refer to those two hours as wasteful but really that time gives me some “me time.” Although it is “me time” confined to a stinky, crowded train with questionable climate control. Those two hours give me time to write, read, sleep, dream, ponder the clothing choices and sanity of others, solve suduko puzzles, catch up with friends and occassionally (gasp) have a somewhat real conversation with my husband.
A normal workday means that I am gone from the house for at least ten hours. And on days when I work overtime, which in the wonderful world of tax happens quite frequently, I am usually absent for more than twelve hours. This leaves little time for all that needs balancing.
Although my triplet girls are almost 28 months old, I feel that we are still in a transition-type of survivial mode. I do what I need to get through the day and don’t worry about the rest. This means that sometimes sleeping in takes importance over finishing the laundry. Or that playing with the girls comes before cleaning the bathrooms. Or that taking a nap takes preference over putting away the laundry.
I have learned to accept the fact that there are not enough hours in the day to complete all that needs to be completed so I simply focus on what I need to get through the day. And sometimes that means that not much on my to-do list is accomplished but I’ve kept my balance.
I have given up on trying to be a superhero and do it all. Will it matter five years from now that my laundry sat piled on the loveseat in my bedroom for three weeks before I put it away? Nope!
How do you balance?