The stuff. Sometimes I feel crushed by the weight of it all. It’s not just the physical stuff–the piles of laundry, the toys everywhere, the dishes that fill the sink. It’s also the burden of paying bills on time, attempting to get “me” and “us” time in and, oh yeah, not messing up the raising of our tiny human. There are a few days when the pressure gets so great it almost immobilizes me and I feel like doing zero of the things; most days, however, I try to keep chugging along.
My motto for those days when I feel stressed out simply by being an adult? Do one thing every day.
Get one load of laundry done? Check! Wipe down the bathroom sink (even if the rest of the bathroom also needs a good once-over)? Check! Give Lenny a bath? Check! Remembering to write my blog post this week? Check! Crossing off just one thing off my massive to-do list each day helps me feel like I’m making some forward progress without getting completely buried by it along the way.
Do one thing every day. Sometimes my one thing is to spend more one-on-one time with Lenny. Which, no matter the size of my to-do list, is the most important One Thing I could ever do.