Excuses! Excuses!

I’ve been a little MIA recently. 

In case you haven’t noticed, blogging, for the most part, has been put on the back burner lately because my days are filled to the max. This summer, I went back to working full time, I have taken on the adventure of going back to college, and still trying to maintain the role of Vice-President for the Friends of the Library committee. None of that include any hobbies, i.e. writing/reading/writing groups/blogging/gardening – my poor neglected plants. On top of my duties, my daughter is in soccer, my son is in football and my husband & I are doing much needed renovations to the house.

 

Social media has become a distant memory. I try to remember to hit the tweet or like option (commenting is a pipe dream) on the few posts I get to read in the week, though, I’ve read very few lately. I’ve lost touch with most friends, even some family. I think they all understand. I hope. If not – who needs em anyway!

 

Priorities have been rearranged and juggled around, but sometimes what I find to be a priority isn’t agreed upon by someone else. Recently, I had someone make the comment “Excuses, excuses” over me missing a personal writing deadline. They were joking – I hope – but their words still stung and set my teeth on edge.

 

My schedule would cripple most. And I’ll be honest, I am not 100% sure that it will not end up doing the same to me, but I’m giving it my all. It is true, I have missed out on a lot of other things that I’d rather be doing, but you take the good with the bad to get where you want to go.

 

And I have places that I want to go!

 

One might think I am bitching, but I’m not. I really enjoy the majority of what I do or get to experience. There is nothing better than getting to watch your sweet princess-superhero charge the soccer field with full intentions of getting that ball into that goal past that goalie. Or getting to watch your scrawny 80lb. Sevie jump up in victory during the game because, even though the other team scored, he took down that 130 lb. kid on the field all by himself. These moments remind me that it will all calm down eventually, and when it does, it will be worth it.

 

So right now I spend my days crunching numbers, my lunches reading thick college books, my afternoons doing homework alongside my kids, my evenings in a classroom, and my weekends writing essays/ watching games/ doing mundane household chores. But I can handle it, mostly because I have a freaking awesome husband and a family that are Godsends, but this isn’t about them.

 

It is about making excuses!

 

I do not have excuses, I have facts. And the facts are you never know what somebody has on their plate in front of them. They could be bearing the weight of the world, and you would never know. We all hide behind the façade of whatever mask we deem appropriate that day. Instead of lending an unhelpful comment, or comparing your list of “to do’s”, try just remembering this… we are all in it together with the same goal; to better ourselves and those around us.

 

Be patient, be understanding, and most importantly, be kind.

 

Till next time,

~AJP