
My poor treadmill stands so lonely in our family room collecting dust. Every time I walk by it, I feel so guilty for not utilizing it like I should. I know it's calling out my name begging for some attention, and I know it's telling me that 2 times a week isn't nearly enough attention. Why or Why is it so hard to give that piece of equipment some desperately needed attention. Maybe it's because Morgan has been sick and very fussy and just wants to be held all day. Maybe it's because I have ripe bananas that need to be used to make banana bread. Maybe it's because the dishwasher needs unloaded and re-loaded, the carpets need vacuumed, the bathrooms need cleaned, the beds need made, the laundry that's been sitting in baskets for 2 days needs folded, bills that need paid, visiting teaching that needs to get done, organizing my desk and so much more. I am more and more amazed at women who seem to have it all together. I want to be more together, more organized, less stressed about cleaning my house and take more time to play with my kids. It's all a balancing act, and sometimes I feel like I'm tipping off to one side or even upside down most of the time. I know I only have 2 children, and those of you with more children are probably thinking "She's got it easy, she only has 2". I know it's my fault that I'm so unorganized and not good at keeping a schedule, but some days isn't it so nice just to say "schedule schmedule, I don't want to do anything today, but just stay in my P.J.'s all day, hold my baby, and watch Oprah"!!! Someday...maybe I'll have it all together like my idol June Cleaver, but for now, I'll enjoy my kids while they still like me and work on that another day!!!!