The last few years I’ve kept us extremely busy. Hey, at least I’m self-aware!

Some of it is the stage of life I’m in with the kids. During the school year, the weekends and evenings are filled with homework, sports, and the various social functions that come with parenting school aged children. There are some natural ups and downs through the seasons. With school starting this week, I am trying to mentally prepare for it to kick into high gear. I have 2 kids in 3 sports combined equating to 5 practices a week, plus games.

Usually, the summer is more relaxed because we get a break from school and most of the sports. However, when I look back at the summer it’s obvious that I am the overscheduling problem. When school released in May and the sports slowed down, I filled up our time with different activities.

I haven’t worked a full week since late June. The one open weekend we had mid-July I decided to take off on a Friday and take the kids to our local amusement park. Part of that excursion was knowing I was leaving the kids at home the following weekend to attend Camp Widow in San Diego. After I got home from SD, the next two weekends were kid focused. There was a weekend at lake, then we set out for a glamping float trip. We loaded and unloaded the car and cooler repeatedly.

So yeah, I’m the problem, it’s me. It might be easier to slow down.

Sitting in our house alone with zero plans makes me sad.

I have a serious case of FOMO and rarely turn down a social invitation.

Keeping the kids busy with plans, gives us solid plans together.

The list of to-dos around the house is daunting, being away from the house is the best way to avoid them without feeling guilty.

Those are some of the reasons that immediately come top of mind for why I chose the path of staying busy. Reflecting over the last few weeks, even the last three years I don’t think my why’s have changed much. Only time will tell what the future will hold and if I’ll stay this busy.