{Sweet Success}
Success. I have been stressing a lot lately about how to measure a successful day. Is it when all of my papers are graded, lesson plans written, baby fed, husband loved, dishes done, laundry folded, dog walked, all of these things, five of these things. When is it enough to feel victorious? And then, I realized the key.
Carelessness.
As in, I don't care.
I don't care what anyone thinks I should be able to accomplish in my day. I am a full time teacher (Read: I mother 120 children. I am a secretary. I am a nurse. I am a counselor. I am a friend. I am a role model. I am a mediator. I am a business woman. I am a badass.) I am a full time mother and wife. In my down time, when it exists, I spend time on myself. Yes, my dishes are still in the sink. The bathroom needs mopped, badly. And, I may wear a pair of dirty jeans tomorrow. However, I played with my boy until he laughed and his nose turned red. I held him while he dreamed. I kissed him and he hugged me. I shared a drink with my husband and listened to the events of his day. I talked to family on the phone.
I have decided that a successful day is going to bed with a smile on my face. I have found this so much easier to do now that I've stopped worrying about what I am supposed to do and started doing what comes naturally.
