You know that saying: Jack of all trades, master of none? Well, that's me. I feel as though I have a hundred different things begging my attention--things that are important to me--but none of which I'm doing well.
Blogging: I think I'm hanging in there at a good 70%. Not failing, but not succeeding either.
Editing: I'm sitting at a 25% percentage. I need to do more. I have one manuscript that needs to be edited and revised so I can move on to the next step, but guess what? It's not getting done. Nope.
Writing: I laugh. A sad laugh, but a laugh none-the-less. I'm at a 10%. I just moved up from a 0% yesterday by writing 2k on SURVIVOR ROUNDUP (the second book in the zombie west series). So 10% is an improvement.
Mothering: I'd give that one could go either way. I sit on the fence of 50%. Some days better than others. The true percentage would come from my kids. You'd have to ask them how I'm fairing. But honestly, I don't want to ask. I don't want to mess with my average. Let me believe I'm better than I am.
Wife-ing: (I know that's not a word--but I like it). Again, I would say 50%. But it doesn't take much to make my husband happy--feed him and let him be. So even though this average is low, 50% is more like a 80%. (Right now, the guy is playing video games and happy).
Housework-ing: Oh boy. This one isn't good. I'm not even going to tell you my percentage. It's sad, really. Before I threw myself into writing, I was much better at at scrubbing base boards, wiping off fingerprints, overall keeping the house in pretty good shape. Now, well, let's just say don't open any drawers or look in any closets. Just don't. I did vacuum yesterday and mop the kitchen floor so score one for me. But my percentage is still pretty low.
There are books to be written, books to be edited, school assignments to be worked on, personal projects to be accomplished, laundry to be washed, and children to be carted to and fro. AND to top it all off, I volunteered to be PTA president at my children's elementary school next year. Yep, I'm nuts.
Oh, and let's not mention the fact that I need to feed four other human beings besides myself everyday. At least three times, though most often they are lucky to be fed one semi-decent meal. The rest of the time it is "fend for yourself" time.
But I am only one person, doing the very best I can. I have a lot of balls...in the air (get your mind out of the gutter) and I'm at least keeping them from hitting the floor. I'm juggling like a mad person. That's all that can be asked of me, right? I sure hope so.
So how in the heck do you do it all? How do you organize your time and keep all your juggling balls in the air?
2/29/2012 05:49:25 am
Too bad you can't clone yourself! I think we all have that syndrome, but not as many priorities. Turn on auxillary battery pack and go for it! Noticed you're writing another zombie west. I entered your read and review. Can't wait to read 1st one. congrats on release!
2/29/2012 06:18:18 am
You are a brave, brave woman for giving these percentages, Ange! :) Like you, I think I fluctuate with the day. Ultimately, it comes down to what you said about your husband and children: their perception is probably the most accurate estimate of how you're doing on that front.
2/29/2012 08:05:25 am
You really can't do it all, Angela (and by "you," I mean anyone!). At least, not in a way that lets you be sane and have some quality time to yourself. :) Housework here is a joint effort between me and the hubs, and we still fall way behind. Ah, well. I'd rather write anyway. ;) I'm sure you'll come to find a rhythm that works for you.
3/1/2012 12:34:58 am
This list of things you have here is intimidating. And I'm not even you. When you write it all down like this, I wouldn't even know where to start. And because I'm NOT you, I think I can offer some advice.
3/2/2012 12:13:05 am
I'm very anal, so I make up a schedule. x minutes for blogging, commenting, facebooking, writing, etc. (Notice writing came last? Pure coincidence). I don't always stick to it, but it makes me feel organized.
How old are your children?
3/14/2012 10:12:22 pm
Hmm. At the risk of being quite unpopular, I will say that you probably do need to continue trying to do it all. Any working/writing mom of young kids does. I figure we've got about 12 solid years of having to worry about pretty much everything, and then maybe things get a bit easier (I don't know, my little rugrats are only 4 and 2. I'll tell you in about 10 years.) Unless you're in the enviable position of hiring in help, it pretty much falls on you, the mommy. That's why we have wine.
4/26/2012 04:56:41 am
Lady, you do have balls. We all have balls. Actually, they are called ovaries. Steel ovaries, made of tungsten carbide, the only metal that’s stiffer than steel and denser than titanium. Wouldn't be great if we made a list every day of all the things we DID do rather than those we have yet to accomplish?
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