Years ago when I was getting ready for my mission, I left it all to the last minute and was caught off guard with all that I had to do. I remember the day that I left to go to the MTC, I was running around purchasing items that I needed, meeting with my bishop, packing and even running to my college professor’s house to pass off an exam. AN EXAM. In fact, I even took some of my school papers with me into the MTC with hopes of getting it done in my MTC spare time.
The day after arriving, I realized that there were a few things that I had neglected to pack. I didn’t have a towel, a blow dryer (my hair was past my hips at that time) and several other no brainer items. I had to write home and ask for these items and wait for them to get there. It was an awful feeling to be unprepared and knowing that there was nothing that I could personally do about it.
I am starting to feel that now. I am going in for my big Mack Daddy surgery on Tuesday and there is still so much that has to be done. I have really let the house go over the past few months. With the holidays, out of town guests, finishing the basement and trying to keep the kids from burning down the house, I have kind of let the house go.
Now I am a stuck with an enormous to do list and not nearly enough time to take care of it. I have been working on the laundry for nearly two weeks, just to get caught up. Yes, we really do have THAT much laundry. It is embarassing. The dog needs to be washed and groomed, the kitchen cabinets have to be cleaned out and the fridge has to be detoxified. The kids clothes have to be rotated, the bills paid, my room cleaned (or atleast be able to find my bedroom floor) and carpools arranged (all of the plans that I originally had in place have just fallen apart…today.) All the while I am trying to spend as much time with my kids as I possibly can.
Now, ordinarily, I would not be this panicked about trying to get everything put together but this time I am. I am nervous about my surgery, ok in some senses, terrified. After I come home, I just want to be able to sit back, relax and not worry about things. In all actuality, that is what I have to do because I will be down for nearly 8 weeks. However, I know me and I know that it is going to drive me crazy that things are not taken care of. I feel bad that I have not been able to relax more over the holiday and enjoy time with my kids. I really just need to slow down, realize that it is not going to get done. As long as the laundry is done and I can find where things are in the house, I will be ok. Right?