We walk into a Monday with a list of 10 to-do items, and instead of knocking them out one at a time, the list suddenly expands to 30 before lunch? Or, we walk into the house after a long day without a single plan for dinner, clutter on the counters, and three screaming banshees wanting dinner? I used to think that was just "Mondays at the Godinez house", but as I visit with my friends and co-workers, I realize that it isn't just me.
This adulthood business is hard. Frankly, sometimes it sucks. Whether it is not being able to figure out our kids, trying to solve complicated work projects that consume our existence, or household responsibilities that overshadow all else, it can be a daunting task to simply seek balance.
Delusional Melissa used to think the answers came with age, more work experience, or more time as a parent, but that is a lie. Just when I get cocky and think I have things figured out, some new, more perplexing issue presents itself. But, at work, that is simply what we are paid to solve, and as parents, that is our inherent task - to navigate the tricky road of raising our kids.
At the end of this Monday, like many others, I have no grand plan or everything accomplished that was on my to-do list this morning. We walked in the door after a busy day of work, school, and therapy appointments, and everyone was about to go into full throttle meltdown mode. So, we turned on some music, Luke yelled, "Let's jam!" and busted some kick ass moves while Claire and Aubrey "danced" in their seats. During that hour, the meltowns faded, the to-do list didn't matter, and we laughed.
We do have our shit together - it just takes a little dance party to realize it sometimes.
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