As usual, my worktable is full of projects.
Always so much going on.
Some are projects waiting to be started.
Some are waiting to be finished.
Some have been waiting to be finished for a very long time.
Some are projects that are on-going.
Some are waiting to be given to others.
Some are in memory of others.
Some are projects full of family memories.
And some are dreams waiting to come true.
The tricky part to my worktable is finding a balance.
When to work on what.
How much time to spend on each so that it all gets finished.
Just when I think I've figured out how to get it all done,
my mental worktable gets thrown into the mix.
All the life things like laundry, what's for dinner,
weeding the flower beds, cleaning toilets,
making sure the bills are paid,
how to make those big dreams come true.
I used to crumple to the floor in a heap of frayed and wailing nerves
when I couldn't get everything finished
in a timely and rose scented manner.
now I have learned to pull my shoulders back and charge it head on,
like a bull with a bee in his bonnet, and give it my all.
And if not everything gets taken care of,
then it doesn't.
I gave it my best.
And that is enough.
Even if some days my best is no more than taking a shower and writing a blog post.