Each Monday begins with dropping off four kids at two schools followed by a quick stop at home for some old fashioned oatmeal and fruit. I feel like if I start my week out eating healthy, then I'm killing it! Next stop, the gym for Cardio Kickboxing and a little socialization with the other women who are killing it. Depending on the sweat factor, I hit the dry cleaners, bank, grocery store, WalMart and post office. Home for a quick shower, lunch, make the bed, do the laundry, load the dishwasher, make various appointments and off to pick up four kids at two schools. If all of that gets done then that's when I know I'm killing it.
Things don't always go as planned. On this particular Monday, I got in the car to drive the kiddos to school {in my pjs} and half way down our street the gas light came on in my car. Let me just clarify, I wear my pjs to drive the kids to school but I do NOT get out of the car under any circumstances while wearing said pjs. Today would be the day that I became that stay-at-home mom who wears her pjs in public. Oh well, I'm still killing it.After dropping off my younger daughter and our two neighbors at their school, my older daughter and I chatted about her week. And then it hit me. This was Catholic Schools week and I seemed to remember an email announcing that the teachers and staff would be outside the school delivering coffee and doughnuts to the parents. Did I happen to mention that I was wearing my pjs? Still killing it!
I narrowly avoided contact with all teachers and staff and hurried on my way to the gas station. Once safe and sound back at home I wondered how many parents passed by and saw me pumping gas in my pink flannel pjs. {Of course that little metal lever thingy on the gas pump handle had been removed so I couldn't sit in my car while it filled.}Breakfast was a success so I changed and headed to the gym. Monday's class starts at 9:15. I arrived at 8:45 so I could get some time in on the treadmill. Remember I mentioned it was Catholic Schools Week? Well, my younger daughter's school was supposed to go tubing this day. We received a notice the night before that it would be postponed if the weather were too warm and the ski resort couldn't make snow. It was about 45 degrees when I dropped her off so when she asked me if I thought she should bring her boots, I told her not to bother, it was too warm. Sure enough, as soon as I got on the treadmill, I received a text from her asking me to bring her boots to school. Now, when my kids forget something at home, I don't bring it to them, how else will they learn? But when it's my fault, I bite the bullet and do it. I raced back to her school and returned to the gym by 9:20, 5 minutes late for class. For that hour {55 min} I don't think about my morning just stay in the moment and enjoy the workout. Ok, back on track, I'm killing it!
Next stop, home to shower and get the housework going. After a quick lunch, I'm dressed in real clothes, and hit all the usual spots for food, cash, stamps, dry cleaning and household supplies. I spend my day wondering how parents who go to their full time jobs get all of this done. I feel like my days are filled with errands and cooking or cleaning. I certainly find time for baking treats and doing crafty things but so do many of my friends who also hold down jobs and some even travel for work. They certainly are killing it!After a long day, I return to both schools to pick up four kids and deliver everyone home safely. One of my daughters looks at me and says, "I like your outfit, I'd wear that". The other asks what's for dinner and when I reply, "Turkey tips and potatoes with veggies", she says Yay! And this is when I know for sure that on a manic Monday, I am killing it!
It's Monday, don't forget to be Awesome.
You Can Do It!
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