I have always known that being a wife and a mother were in my cards. I knew I wanted a cozy home, not too big or small, with a dog or two and a nice size kitchen with a shiny, clean floor that I'd happily mop everyday. I'd have salon styled hair and manicured nails and would get a monthly massage so I would look and feel like the mother and wife of the year. I never acknowledged, or even realized, that having a husband, a son and three dogs would mean I'd have sixteen dirty footprints tracked through that nice kitchen multiple times a day. That was only one (or sixteen) factor(s) that played into keeping up with and running a household. Hair? Sure, if you count dog hair. That stuff is everywhere. Nails? Don't make me laugh. Massage? Only when I rub my own temples to prevent my head from spontaneously combusting. It's widely understood that every person needs personal, quiet time. The only quiet time I seem to be able to muster are the two to three minute potty breaks I can squeeze in and rarely do those go without the shoutings of "MOM!" or "HONEY!" If I were to make personal time a priority in my schedule, I would get to experience what people call "unwinding" and "decompressing" - whatever those might be- along with increasing my productivity.
A huge benefit to scheduling personal time would be giving my mind and body the chance to unwind and decompress. I would have the opportunity to process conversations I'd had with my husband or son and fully understand where the other person was coming from, instead of treating them like they are simply a check mark on my to-do list. I would have the ability to get on the floor and do muscle stretches to relieve the aches and pains associated with trying to be superwoman. It would be great to be able to logically go through my task list and delete unnecessary projects or tasks. .
I can't explain why I start to believe that the more I can do in the shortest time frame possible the better off my house and home will be.