Work-Life-Balance. This is a phrase that comes up a lot these days. I even had a day, last week maybe (?) where I felt I understood exactly what that meant. Then ... things went to hell in a hurry. But that's just one way to look at it. While I've spent small chunks of time feeling sorry for myself, most especially when we had no working toilet and couldn't use the water .... we only have one bathroom so it's kind of a big deal.
My new working definition of work-life-balance is: life is busy. stupid stuff happens. so does awesome stuff. cope.
I've been working in the margins on my article for Metro Parent but the margins keep getting smaller what with Sam's potty training (grossest thing ever), Jake's nursing strike and random round-the-clock night waking/screaming, Matt's being on call, Lucy's leg acting up again and the aforementioned plumbing problem. I have company coming this weekend and the article is due Monday. And somehow ... I finished the article in the middle of the night last night. I'm pretty happy with it. We'll see how it looks by the light of day. Sidebars are another, messy, story.
On the upside, I don't have to clean the toilet before my in-laws come because I'm the proud owner of a brand new one. Also, I have a new-found appreciation for being able to do laundry and dishes.
I read an interesting article my friend Suzie posted on Facebook:
Work-Life-Balance in progress: I had to laugh when a few days later I found out I won a cool award for my column and not ten minutes later I was stuffing liners into the boys' diapers! That is real life, baby - and I really do love it!
