I once edited a review on a book that examined the need for margins in a person’s life. The idea is that you need to build margins into your day to help you avoid stress and burn-out. 9:00 class run late? No problem, since you built in a 30 minute margin before your next appointment you won’t be tardy. You get the idea.
I remember thinking, how wise. How very smart. What a great way to say that.
But, I clearly don’t know how to do this in my own life. Seriously. I have NO margins!
When I have no margins, it is a household disaster when one of the kids is too sick for school. Since at least 2 out of 4 have taken turns being ill over the last week you can imagine my state of mind.
When I have no margins, the homework that I actually enjoy becomes a dreaded task. Since my finals week is perfectly corresponding to our outbreak of the Plague you can imagine my state of mind.
So, dear readers, here I am checking-in because I so very much love this venue and you’ve been sorely neglected. I do apologize, but since I was too busy squeezing in that editing job between my non-existent margins, I don’t even know the title of that book, so there is apparently no help for me.
When I called into work today my wonderful boss, noting the terrible weather and my challenging week, said, “Maybe this is just the day you needed to get yourself some rest.” I almost cried – further proof of margin-less living: tears when someone gives you a break.
So, I found a margin today in an unexpected way and I hope you do too.