Doing too much? Complete Madness.

Yet again I find myself pondering why there are not 48 hours in every day instead of 24; wondering if I’ve taken on too much, and surrounding myself with stress…

In the past few day as as we’ve headed back to school, which of course requires new shoes, uniform checks and clubs and activities administration, such as piano lessons (why did we change the day?), swimming and martial arts, I have decided that it would be a really good idea to place our house on the market, consider volunteering to set up and run a scouting group and attend the first PTA meeting of the new academic year.  The latter requires supporting the school with the production of a charity cookbook (and having done one before I know the stress involved), whilst organising husband’s 50th birthday and coping with the changing dynamics of my mother moving into our dining room.  This, with husband currently overseas, and about to take on a militarily challenging new responsibility that is not only potentially life-threatening, but also will require extensive global travel.

Now, with little time left for self-examination, I have come to the conclusion that I am MAD! And I need to learn to say ‘no’ … but that would mean less opportunities for my children to grow and develop socially, less fundraising to support my children’s education, leaving a potentially explosive mother-daughter relationship fighting over the kitchen (and there are too many sharp knives in there), and I’ve always known my husband’s job is dangerous and that is why he finds it exciting (as I did too when I served in the Royal Air Force).

So MAD I may be, but a well intentioned MAD woman!

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