Those three simple words, Pick up Betsy, point to the problem with my "to do" list. The act of "picking up Betsy" certainly isn't the problem. It is always my delight to pick up Betsy or for that matter any of my children. The problem comes, in this instance, with the time involved in picking up Betsy. Walker and I loaded the car just before 8:00 yesterday morning to drive south to meet my mom to pick up Betsy. We arrived at the Publix parking lot back in Birmingham just after 1:00. After five hours, I could finally cross off the words "pick up Betsy" from my list of things to do yesterday.
It was priceless! So was the time that I got to play with Betsy's new cupcake set from her cousin prior to afternoon dismissal. And the time that my little ones played happily so I could get some things done before the homework, dinner, bath madness began.
So here is the time for my confession and self reflection. It isn't just "pick up Betsy" that occupies a little space yet a large chunk of time on my list of things to do. There are many other items such as "Pick up Betsy!" I won't bore you with all of the myriad of things that need to be accomplished in order to restore some semblance of order to this house, but just a quick glance revealed "put away ski stuff," "make cake," "clean house," and "hand wash." You and I both know that those things don't just happen. There is a process to check those items off the list and that process takes time. In order to put away the ski stuff, it must all be washed, folded, and dried. It won't happen overnight and I need to just chill and be okay with that! For today, I will take comfort in the fact that at least that "ski stuff" has a designated container to place in the attic when I finish the task.
Stay tuned for details of our trip...