No. Not the show. Although I have to say I enjoy the news program. I'm talking about an hour or sixty minutes of time. What about it? Well, I found myself a few weeks ago thinking that I had too much to do. I had too many places to be. And I felt overwhelmed by tasks I wanted to complete.
I decided to take one day at a time. I would make my lists and take them slowly. But even this was too much. The defeat would set in before the day was done. No, I didn't get my list finished. And worse, my leftovers from the day before would be added to the next day making things feel out of reach. And then a funny thing happened. I broke my toes. You know this already. Some may think it was an inconvenience. I choose to see this as a blessing.
If I hadn't fallen, I would have never been forced to take a break. Literally. I had to let others get things and do things. I had to accept and be grateful for this. I'm very independent and used to doing a lot for myself. And for others. Now it was my time to accept help. Scott did more than his share around the house, with Gracie and to help me. I love how we know each other so well that he can actually pick up on what I need and want. Sometimes I found I didn't even have to ask.
I found that from the moment I fell, my girl could be there for me, too. In fact the day I fell she was the first to respond. Here she was, fresh out of shoulder surgery herself, hooked up to an ice cuff and rendering me aid. When I fell she unhooked herself from her ice machine and brought me ice packs.
With her good arm she could carry a light basket of laundry to me and I could fold clothes. Later, Scott would carry the basket upstairs. Team effort. We got things done and felt accomplished.
I scaled my lists back. It wasn't reasonable to keep going at the lightning pace I had before. Then about a week into my injury I scrapped the lists altogether. Who needs them anyway? What needed to be done and addressed was attended to. Others did these things just as well as I did. In some cases even better. It was a time when I became very grounded in the fact that my team works like a well oiled machine.
I have shed the walking boot I needed to wear. I'm still taking things slow. I come home from work and soak my foot and elevate. And I'm still taking one hour at a time. I do this not to avoid being overwhelmed. I take 60 minutes at a time now to enjoy and to embrace my team and the time we have together.