Does It Ever Slow Down?

Do you ever wonder if life will ever slow down?

I used to say things like, "After next week, life will slow down."

I have realized over the years, that life does slow down, but usually just for a day or two.

Then, it starts again.

My husband and I are both notorious for doing 10,000 things.  

Actually, I get depressed if I don't have at least 1000 things to do each day.

Okay, not quite 1000.

Since Ethan died, I only have to have around 500.

The point is, I have tried to slow it down, but it becomes busier with other things.

I love it.

I love going to my kid's games, shows, recitals.

I love serving others.

I love to be in charge (just ask my husband).

I love trying to solve a problem (most days).

I love that my house is lived in and SOMETIMES clean.

I still am bothered by a dirty house, but not as much.

A dirty house (usually not "dirty" just messy) isn't the worst thing.

I feel I have experienced some of the "worst"--or at least close to it.

The little things don't bother me as much, but I am still me.

They bother me--I just TRY to handle it better.

I rambled....