"My husband doesn't understand my need to keep the hallway closet empty.
I just finished cleaning it out and he doesn't understand why I don't want him to put anything in there...
I thought you might.
" "All I want is one day when I don't have to rush.
I'm always hurrying...
no matter what I'm doing I'm trying to get done fast because I've got other things to do.
Then I have to do them fast so I can get onto the next thing.
Do you ever feel like that or is it just me?" "That's it.
I give up.
I can't keep clearing out the same sippy cups and shoes and junk mail...
and Kroger receipts...
and the next day it's all back again, all over the house and the car...
I can't do it anymore.
I give up.
" Three different voice mail messages from three different WAHMs (work-at-home-moms), but I think they're all about the same thing.
Space.
When we talk about work/life balance we're really talking about space, aren't we? We're trying to make room for ourselves and our families and our work - in a limited space.
Time management, clutter busters, feng shui, 15-minute meals...
all about creating space, or at least the feeling of space.
I love white space - an unadorned wall or the rare blank square on my calendar; it feels like designated breathing room.
Airspace.
I need outer space for running down a hill or jumping hard into a wide puddle.
I need inner space for reflection and becoming.
When I'm hunting ants I need crawl space.
Doing yoga I need sprawl space.
For thinking I need head space, and I can't imagine life as a writer without back space.
My husband is my safe space.
My daughter is my play space.
The big flat rock under the cottonwoods? That's definitely My Space.
Are you winning your space race?