What a day! It has been nothing compared to what some people have had to live through, but today, for me it was enough. Sleep deprivation, meltdowns from a teenager, screaming toddler tantrums from an 8 year old and some serious multi-tasking with the household jobs and my own paid work have stretched my patience wafer-thin today.
After making our way through the day and getting Pigeon and Parrot to bed, I stood in the kitchen at 9pm surveying the devastation! Tiptap our rescue pigeon still needed cleaning out and the washing up had somehow mutated since I last tackled it at lunchtime…there was also the small matter of a blog post needing writing and to get some sleep! The hot water system is temperamental in our house, which meant I would need to boil the kettle several times to deal with the washing up and I wanted to run away from it all. But if I left it, who would come and sort it out? As a single parent shielding a vulnerable child in the middle of a pandemic, the answer was no one!
When overwhelmed and so tired that I can’t think straight, there are two options: 1. Run away and ignore it or 2. Pray for God to help me and get on with it.
Option 2 it was then! I find when overwhelmed, the hardest part is starting a task. As I am teaching Pigeon (and myself), you need to choose one bit of the task to complete and then another and another until it is done. One little step at a time. The big picture is too big, a change of focus is needed in times of overwhelm.
I am now half way through washing up, evidence in the photo above. The pigeon is having some free time walking around the kitchen and I have written this blog post. Yay, some progress. Now to carry on and finish everything so I can get some sleep.
Keep walking one step at a time.
P.S. Apologies for any tiredness related grammar or spelling mistakes.