My goal lately (ever since Spring break) has been to limit myself a little bit. Which doesn't sound like a lofty goal! But it needs to be done. I'm making myself crazy tired, which means that all of my attempts to be the perfect mother-wife-teacher-woman (admittedly there aren't as many attempts to be the perfect teacher, but it's on the list) are just making me overwhelmed and exhausted and cranky. Which does not make for a perfect mother-wife-teacher-woman! Vicious cycle, I has it!
It's harder to stop than I expected. Easter, I decided, would just have to be more low-key than how I do most holidays. You guys, I love holidays! All of them! And in order to keep loving them, I'm going to have to calm the heck down about them a little. I made a list of the things we would do for Easter, and determined to LIMIT MYSELF TO THAT LIST. NO REALLY.
It's been really, really difficult. Yesterday I made several runs at my plastic Easter egg stash because we really did need an Easter egg garland or two. The spring-y wreath I made for the front door was nice and all, but an Easter egg garland would really make it POP! And it'll only take, what two hours tops. What's two hours compared to the loveliness of our home and the happiness of my children and the sweetness of their early memories of Easter? THEY WOULD LOVE AN EASTER EGG GARLAND, you know they would!
Except, you know, we aren't even having our Easter festivities at my house. By all means, crazy woman, kill yourself making decorations that all of five people will see and will be on display for two whole days.
I did not make an Easter egg garland. My husband (upon hearing of my desperate internal debate) made me go get my nails done, instead. And I do mean made. He's gotten really bossy lately.
(But I did get my toenails painted a very Easter egg-y color because I'm a rebel like that!)