Empty your pockets

I was speaking to my Dad the other afternoon and he said something that sent my mind on a tail spin.

There are days in my life that it becomes glaringly obvious that I have too much in my pockets.

He didn’t mean my literal pockets either. In the greater scheme of things everyone of us can admit that if we put too many things in our pockets, it weighs the pants down right?

We can try a belt for a little while. However that will only work until the belt gets to strained and breaks. In the meantime, it’s awkward to walk and it leads to you holding your body different to counteract the weight.

The pockets are a metaphor for your to do list.

Sometimes you don’t realize how much you have signed up to do until it get’s too overwhelming. I am royalty in this regard. I refuse to crown myself as the queen because there are so many of us that excel greatly here.

I love helping people, in any way that I can. That means that I volunteer for random things for people that would not do the same thing for me. I do things around the house without asking my husband and kids for help too much. (Of course, this is also because it doesn’t matter how many times I have asked they never seem to do it without me yelling and screaming. It seems like such a waste of my time so much that I just bypass the stress and do it myself.) (That’s a completely different talking point however, so I am not letting myself get stuck there).

The real thing is that it has given me a new way to look at my lists of things to do. There isn’t many people who enjoy constantly full pockets. I am not one of them. I like a steady stream of things in my pockets, every day. Not overly full.

Empty out your pockets folks.

Author: Bookstore owners daughter

Mom. Wife. Woman. Pet lover. Survivor. Medical Miracle. Fertile Myrtle. Sister. Daughter. Granddaughter. Book lover.

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