Does your household look like this at 9 o’clock at night, on a weekday? Continue Reading
I have two personas, so to speak. The obvious one is me, the: Continue Reading
I just can’t catch a break these days. Seriously, what’s next? Continue Reading
I’m irritated. You know what I mean, right? It’s a mixed blessing that summer has ended, school is about to start, and the old familiar routine is back. Continue Reading
It took me almost two weeks just to get into summer vacation mode.
The first week I was still analyzing, preparing, organizing and dealing with every little minutiae that is part of raising a busy family. But like so many moms, I am downright exhausted by said minutiae. I hoped to let go of some, if not most of it, for part of the summer, but I am not wired to live like that. Sure I can turn a blind eye to some of the chaos (occasionally) or force a kid to clean up some mess, but as this article demonstrates, delegating is just another job for me:
Ah, yes, the “Just tell me what to do!” defence—like nails on a chalkboard to female household managers everywhere. The idea of deputing tasks or asking for help implies you’re still the one running the show. Delegating is just another bloody job. (Lauren Ballem)
I even wanted to stop the delegating. Continue Reading