I spent probably ~35 minutes last night doing a modified version of my weekly review. Namely, updating my planner and entering events into Google Calendar (so they will show up on the Family Calendar on the fridge). I had gotten a little behind on this and had a bunch of changes/edits/additions to get on there.
I have been realizing lately that there is no such thing as a normal week. This probably isn’t really a big newsflash to most human beings, but I guess it’s been more front of mind lately for me. Sometimes I struggle with this, because I like my routines, and I generally like consistency. I am someone who spends a fair amount of time considering how I prefer to spend my time, too. It is also possible that I am just a stick-in-the-mud. Ha.
I think my ideal workweek/ life works pretty well when there are no “bumps in the road”. But obviously, this is rarely the case.
Glancing at my planner, on the week of 5/3, I had that flooring guy appt, a work meeting, a piano tuning appt., the muffins thing at school, and a dermatologist appt.
The next week, 5/10, I had another unusual work meeting, my sister came to visit midweek (not normal occurrence), Ethan had a random midweek soccer game, my coworker shadowed me for several hours and the boys had a dentist appt.
This is all pretty “normal life” stuff…not like I had an unexpected trip to Mars pop up. But my nicely curated days with schedules, work hours, exercise, family time, leisure time, etc. get “thrown off” when these things come up. I don’t really know how to plan for them, exactly, either. I can sort of anticipate some of them, but not always, really. And even if I know about them for a long time in advance (dentist appts.), it still forces me to shift my day away from an “ideal” day.
All this to say….I guess there IS no normal. Or, maybe more accurately- this IS normal. It’s like that saying, “Life is what happens when you are busy making other plans.” 🙂
I just need to work on flowing with it a little better, maybe. Sometimes I get this antsy, out of sorts feeling when a week has too many things that I consider to be out of the norm (oil change. hair. dentist. school. vaccines. maintenance guy. etc. Seems like it’s always something!).
But maybe a better plan is to figure out how to just embrace the semi-messiness of this stage of life, realize there is simply no such thing as a “normal week” and call it good enough! (If anyone has any tips though on dealing with all the random appointments that life seems to involve, I’m all ears.)
Pictures from a hike this weekend. Ahhh. So beautiful.
I am grateful for big, tall, magnificent trees.