Every once in a while, I get a wild idea that today--TODAY--will be the day that I finally get my life together. Today, I'm going to lay out my clothes for the next day. I'm going to overhaul my diet and meal plan for now until the day I die. I will finally exercise 5 times a week. I'm going to organize my underwear drawer. I'm going to color code my planner. I'm not going to forget or misplace anything. Today is the day that I finally get sh*t done.
Alright, I'm sure I'm not alone in feeling this way. I'm not the only one who runs to Target to buy a billion organizational tubs or obsesses over Pinterest that now I'm only going to eat my salads out of mason jars or tries to make her own fruit fly traps out of vinegar and dish soap. Every few months, I feel this internal scramble to get back in control of things and get my life together.
To be fair, my life is pretty well maintained. We always have clean clothes in our drawers. Dishes are done at least once a day. While there is the normal sea of children's toys, we aren't maneuvering over 2 foot high piles of clutter. Bills are paid on time and there's food in the pantry.
Yet, I always think that I could be doing better. I could have an Instagram worthy lunch or figure out what kind of red lipstick looks good with freckles or lose the 10 (let's be honest, it's more than that) pounds that I have been hoping to lose.
Today, I felt that urge. I felt the urge to figure it all out. To feel on top of things. To feel like somehow, I'm not faking my way through this entire "adulthood" thing.
But, I'm not going to fall down an organizational rabbit hole. I'm not going to read the book about clearing out clutter of things that don't give me joy. I'm not going to purge my closet (again!) in some attempt at having a "minimalist" wardrobe (whatever that even means).
Today, I'm going to relax. I'm going to enjoy my kids and try to get some writing done. I'm going to go grocery shopping like I do every Tuesday and buy the same things I always do because that's the food we like and it's not terrible and no human can subsist on only hummus and juiced kale (no matter what the latest diet trend tells you).
You're doing a great job. Whoever you are out there. You're doing the best you can and that's good enough. Enjoy yourself. Know your limitations. Here's the validation that you have been looking for.
You're good enough.