
Have you ever had the feeling that you have just bitten off a little more than you can chew? That all too familiar choking feeling has managed to creep up on me and the term overwhelmed would probably be sufficient enough to describe how I feel at the moment. I suppose it’s a natural thing when you make the decision to totally redefine your way of life. The question that I am now faced with is how can I make it through this next year and maintain my, and my family’s, sanity.
There is a lot to do. A lot!
As much as I hate to admit it, our house is popping at the seams from all of the stuff we keep accumulating. On top of that, we have a storage shed in the back yard that is full. We also have a storage building (that we are paying rent on every month) full of stuff. While I’ve already talked about how we plan to tackle the stuff removal, the fact remains that we still have to actually do it and not just talk about it.
Then there is the money issue. While it would be nice to sit here and think that we can make all of our dreams come true just by thinking about them, the fact is that we need money. We need money to pay all the bills for the next year. We need money to buy a bus. We need money to convert a bus. We need money to get started. And we need money along the way. We aren’t retired with a nice little nest egg to travel around on. We don’t have a big business that we can sell for a pretty penny and travel around on. We don’t have rich relatives to inherit millions from. And we have yet to hit the lottery, despite our repeated attempts. We do, however, have plans (which I’ll go more into depth about in a future entry). We have ideas. We have tools. We have leads. And we have a way. Implementing all of the tools and taking advantage of all our resources requires time and effort. Since we can’t very well quit our jobs and focus on just that, we are forced to do what we can when we can. This creates it’s own source of stress.
My mother doesn’t know about our plans yet. That’s right, I haven’t discussed this major life change with my mother. Don’t ask questions. Just trust me when I say that it is not something I look forward to doing. Why else would I have put it off this long? This creates stress for me, obviously. I want to talk to her about our plans. I want to share my ideas, hopes, and dreams with her. I want to include her in all of our efforts for the next year. The right time to bring this topic up with her has yet to present itself. I can’t help but wonder, though, if it’s not just me being a big chicken. I’m beginning to think it’s time to just bite the bullet and get it over with.
Other miscellaneous items of concern are: getting health insurance (which we currently do not have), getting bus insurance, selling our house, finding a home for our cat, discussing our plans with my ex-husband (my daughter’s biological father), talking to our umbrella school about our plans, finding a permanent domicile that fits our needs the best — just to name a few because I’m sure there is more.
I think I’ve discovered a way to deal with it all and it’s called Daily Productivity. The idea is that at the end of each day I write down all of the productive steps that were made that day. It could be something that I did, something that my husband did, or something that the kids did. It could be something small or something big. It could be that I added something to the recycle boxes (more on these later) or an hour spent on our business website (more on this later, too). As long as steps are being made in the right direction, things won’t be so overwhelming on a daily basis. I want to end each day thinking of this quotation:
I may not be there yet, but I’m closer than I was yesterday. ~Author Unknown
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i love the idea of a daily productivity journal! if for nothing else, the motivation received just out of fear of not having anything to write down.
thanks!
It worked really well when I was losing weight. Look at it this way — it sure as hell can’t hurt anything.
Oh you are so much further ahead than most.
Make those lists and check them off, no matter how small of an item it is. You will be so proud of yourself.
Don’t worry about telling your Mom. She’ll think you’re just nuts and having a midlife crisis. That’s what my parents and family thought. We talked about it for a year before it happened. Until the month we were leaving, they never really took us seriously. Go ahead, spring it on her, she’ll probably laugh and brush it off. But you’ll know the truth. Good luck.
I had a good chuckle at your comment about the whole mid-life crisis thing. You are *SO* right. I’ve already had people say that exact same thing to me. And I know my mother will think it, too. Funny thing is, though, that I had people accuse me of going through a mid-life crisis when I dreaded my hair, too.
My husband says I should just say, “Yes. It’s a mid-life crisis that is going to last the rest of my life.”
You’re right in saying that I know the truth and I am comfortable with where I am and the reasons behind my decision. It’s my life and my happiness is totally dependent on ME. And this is what will make me happy.
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