That Blog I Used To Have...

Today, I couldn't stop thinking about that "blog I used to have" (this blog). After a four week hiatus, (that I wish I could explain with awesome vacation photos, but can't), I was really tempted to just never log in again. It's not that I don't love writing and connecting with others, because I really do.  It's just that the pressure was getting to me. Not just of the blog, but of everything, and the blog seemed the easiest task on my to-do list to ignore.

But then, I realized that burying this blog would be a terrible mistake because what I really want to do is talk about all of this stupid, ridiculous stress, and then bury it instead.

The truth is that I'm busy. I am very, very busy (I think just about all of you can relate). I'm always fairly busy, but we are entering that epically busy time of year when our lists of tasks grow and spread like nasty, holiday colored viruses--it's a sickness. I mean, this week is my ward's Super Saturday activity. I'm on the
committee, and I have a lot of words to describe it--none of them are super.

As I was running around like a maniac yesterday trying to connect all of the last minute Super Saturday dots with the ever energetic Henry in tow, I whined and complained to myself about how I was over worked and tired. Then something unexpected happened. I let a car turn in front of me. I just paused my inner rant for a moment, and noticed the driver--a young woman who was patiently waiting to turn right onto the busy road. There was a seemingly never-ending cars behind me, and the traffic ahead of me was moving slowly. Almost without thinking about it, I motioned her forward. With the most enthusiastic gratitude I have witnessed in a long time the driver moved into traffic. In that moment I realized something: I wasn't too busy to be nice to that driver.

As I pulled onto the freeway I realized that I wasn't too busy to drive safely. As I wrestled with Henry in the craft store I realized that I wasn't too busy to be patient with him. By the time I had returned home I didn't feel as busy. The amount on my plate hadn't changed, but I had taken control of individual moments--they didn't all have to be colored by the busy. By doing so I isolated the business, instead of isolating myself in a bubble of stress.

So, I invite you all to join me in deciding what you are not too busy to do today, and burying some of that unwelcome stress!

P. S. I hope to post a week from today (if I'm not too busy), so that the blog I used to have, becomes my blog again!