Why does busyness always come in great big chunks? I guess it's a way to stretch us, and teach us to still maintain equilibrium and work from rest... oh, yes. I might have written that blog last month, but the concept still haunts me. In a positive way, I hasten to add.
In a way I knew that having my parents here would add to the busyness, but I also greatly appreciate the value of two extra pairs of hands, and figured everything would balance out. What I didn't count on was a sudden explosion on the 'to-do' section of my calendar. Which now is on the wall, by the way. Crazy as it may sound to all my hyper-tech friends and former colleagues, trying to keep everyone's schedules visible to everyone in the family requires old-fashioned pen and paper.
When did I have time to hold down a more-than full-time job? I mean really... come on. One sweet and lovely toddler can surely not outmaneuver the schedule I had before. But yes, I realize there are other things to consider too, and perhaps I was getting a little too used to having days with no entries on them.
My official big work stint of this month came and went. The time to prep seemed more than the actual work. Last year I was asked to keep the entire week free for this project. But after numerous tries, I finally managed to find out that only two days of my time was required. My former efficient Finnish corporate me was a bit annoyed: what if I actually had cleared an entire week from a busy schedule for this? But then, I took one look at this swelling belly, and realized that as usual God knows best: maybe two days in week 33 of this pregnancy is really the best thing for me. So I changed my inner tune, and amazingly everything worked out for the absolute best, and now I actually have some time to breathe as I go through the rest of the week.