Since the beginning of our relationship, Nathan has been spewing this quote lovingly in my direction. Whether it’s because my list of things I need to do is ever growing instead of shortening, or because I decide I want to do all the things and do them all in a week, he is always there reminding me that I can’t do it all, and that’s okay.

Yesterday when I got home from work, I was tired. You know that kind of tired where your face hurts and your eyes feel like there is a force trying to push them out of your head? Under normal circumstances, I would would have come home and accomplished the following list:

  1. Run 4-5 miles
  2. Clean house
  3. Cook dinner
  4. Play with pups
  5. Read AP World book
  6. Update standards
  7. Real Estate Course (this thing is the bane of my existence right now)
  8. Anything else that popped into my brain that needed to get done but wouldn’t make the list.

Instead, when I really listened to my body, I knew deep down that I needed a break. So, I turned on the Roomba (no sense in not at least vacuuming), and read The Bone Clocks. I read for an hour before I did anything else. Then, Nathan and I listened to a scary podcast while we cooked dinner together. We watched a couple of episodes of Friends. Sometime around eight, I fell asleep on the couch with the sounds of referee whistles and sports announcers in my mind. I needed the rest.

I still don’t feel fully recovered (and I slept straight through the night for the first time this week), but the recovery process is slow for me. This year, as I move into establishing a routine, I want to find a balance that makes me feel comfortable. I want to do the things I need to do and want to do with grace. I want to learn to say no when something just doesn’t fit. I can do that. All I have to do is remember, I can do ANYTHING, but I can’t do EVERYTHING.

Plus, tomorrow is Farmer’s Market, and that’s my favorite day!

Happy Friday!

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