When I was busy making costumes for Fiddler on the Roof, I had a friend get in touch with me on Facebook to see if I would be able to make some doll clothes for her daughter’s new doll. Without having ever done it before, I told her it would be no problem. Seriously, how hard can it be to make clothes for dolls? Let me tell you, it’s not easy!!
Taking a bit of advice from a wise woman, I have decided that I will no longer make a huge list of every task that needs to be done in my home. Instead, I will have only five things that must be done each day. That does not include a quick pick-up at the end of the day as I head to the back of our long apartment to my bedroom. Today, I achieved everything on my list and had time to snuggle with Bubba, go on a playdate with Mack, read a book, write and start working on a reviving an old blog. Everything I did was completely without guilt, knowing that I wasn’t ignoring my kids, work, the house or myself.
|Me with my two cuties, Miss Mack and her best bud.|
For everything that has been out of control in the past couple of months, I have also had one of the greatest experiences of my life during that same time. I stepped out of my comfort zone and onto the stage for our local theatre production of Fiddler on the Roof. Today is the first day since May 14th when I haven’t been thinking about how things are going to go and it’s a bit weird.
Participating on stage isn’t what made this production so special, it’s who else participated. Besides the 60 wonderful actors who were a part of the production, every night I got to walk onto the stage with my daughter and my father beside me.
At five years old, we were a bit concerned how Mack would handle the rehearsals, direction and excitement of it all but she was a champ! Sure, there were times when she was bored and more than a handful and there were times when she and her little buddies didn’t get along when we needed them to, but for such a young child, I couldn’t be a prouder mama! She’s already asking me when she can do it again and trying to talk me into letting her be in Annie, the show being put on by a neighboring community this fall, but that won’t be in the cards because I won’t let her do the late nights during the school year.
It seems that the past couple of months have been like riding a sled on an ice covered hill. I haven’t been able to control things very well and have come close to hitting trees a few times. Now, I’m stuck at the bottom of the hill knowing there is no way to get back to the top without doing something different.
The good news is that I know what I need to do, now it’s a matter of doing it! I’m (once again) going to try to get back to blogging, something I truly love doing and miss when I don’t do it.