“Breathe. Let go. And remind yourself that this very moment is the only one you know you have for sure.” ~ Oprah Winfrey
This quote was one of the first things I saw when I checked my Twitter account this morning. As if it’s not cheesy enough that I follow Oprah on Twitter, I just happened to see this particular quote just when I needed it most. I know, I know–so cheesy. I may gag at my own girliness now. Don’t worry, you won’t need a tissue to read this post. I’m not in that good of a mood.
But honestly–like every other woman out there, I am on the verge of freaking out about all the things that need to be done in the next few weeks. And then there’s the list of all the things I would like to do over the next few weeks; The things that the kids will be asking me to do, but that I really don’t have time for. Throw in an office job, several freelance projects (that all deadline before Christmas), and a few doctor appointments and we have downright chaos on my calendar.
Yesterday I made a giant master list (I realize this makes me a giant nerd), detailing every single day from now until Christmas and exactly what actions I would take each day in order to finish everything on time. Then I proceeded to go to sleep and have nightmares about my list. And I’m not even what I would consider an overachiever! I can’t even imagine what some of my more ambitious Martha Stewart-ish friends’ lists must look like! (My friend Kelley admits to using a spreadsheet, but she’s smart with math like that).
Then this morning, on the way to work after having my braces tightened, (which naturally put me in a morbid mood), I had that cliché thought that everyone has once in a while: I could be hit by a Mack truck tomorrow and nothing on my list would get done, but it wouldn’t even matter.
And then I checked my Twitter feed and saw the Oprah quote. Ah-ha! (you know, as in an “ah-ha” moment, such as Oprah would endorse). So now, I vow to you, my blog readers, that I will be taking this holiday season one moment at a time from here on out.And to seal this deal, I will toast my new philosophy with a bourbon eggnog. (So that you’ll know I’m serious; because I never kid about bourbon)
But I am NOT tearing up my list. No matter how mellow I might seem, I cannot make this warm fuzzy holiday shit happen without a list!