If I could compare my mind to anything it would be a multi-level mall with lots of stores and even more people.
The department stores are the big things – husband, child, house, blog.
The little stores are the other things – appointments, preschool, bills, taxes, insurance, friends, playdates, baby showers, big projects, and more.
And the people are the tasks.
I walk through this crowded mall and can’t breathe. Every two seconds someone (a task) comes up to me and asks me to complete it.
I start the day getting breakfast for the little man, turning on the TV, making coffee – all the while my brain processing the dirty knife and spoon by the microwave, the dishes left undone, the laundry left in the washer last night, the phonecalls that need made, and more.
For every person I send away (either by saying “not now, come back later” or by actually completing a task) another one comes to take its place.
I seek a place in the mall where I can find rest, quiet, whitespace but there is none. Continue reading