As a personal challenge, I have decided to embark on a 31-day challenge to lower my stress level, and make staying at home not so overwhelming. Each day, I will focus on one area of my life that can be cleaned up or addressed to help make my life just a teensy bit easier – and less stressful.
Ok, yes, I have small children. No, I don’t think that leaving earlier will actually happen. No, I am not out of my mind.
You can stop laughing now.
I know, it is one of those “easier said than done” things. You already spend a half hour getting out the front door and 10 minutes getting into the car. But you do have to admit, by now, you know what time to leave.
I know the drop-dead deadline to getting my daughter to dance class remotely on time is 9:54 am. It starts at 10:15 and is about 5 miles away. Yes, I hate Los Angeles.
But I also know that I am corralling everyone into the car, speeding down the street, and – once we are at the school – fighting my daughter into her dance outfit and shoving her into class in those precious few minutes before she decides to be a diva and not go to class that day. I know it will happen at 10:18. It has happened twice.
I also know I opened the door and pushed her into what turned out to be the previous class yesterday because I was so adamant that she be on time.
You really can’t win.
But I also know that if I am pulling out of my driveway at 9:49 am, I am in a totally different world. I am in no hurry down the street, I can talk to a neighbor as I am pulling out. That slow car on the two lane highway doesn’t drive me batty. I am also not fighting a three year old into the proper color tights (that I am not sure when were washed last) at 10:17, feeling like I am diffusing an active bomb.
In short, I am not down to the wire. All of the things that cannot happen when I leave at 9:54 am are minor annoyances. I have time to check my email before running my daughter down the hall to her class, I don’t act like I am in the middle of surgery when I am trying to dress her. I am a different person.
Yes, it takes moving your thousands of alarms on your phone up five minutes (you know, the “wake up”alarm, the “get up now” alarm, the “your kids will be late and you have to talk to someone about being late again” alarm, and the “too late to go, call in sick” alarm), but gosh, those extra five minutes are a gift when you get where you need to be. Can you imagine walking in instead of bursting through the doors at a dead run to be on time?
I can’t, so I will start moving up my warning alarms for starting diaper changes and bottle cleaning. Good thing I am starting to wake up earlier.
Ready to join in? Here is the series to date!
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