Treading Water

Ever have one of those days where you feel like you just can’t get ahead?

Welcome to my Monday.

To start my week off right, I overslept this morning…by about an hour.  A crucial, much-needed hour to get myself up and moving, lunch packed, and Zilla’s hair fixed for school (Fab Dad hasn’t quite mastered that one yet…).

I woke with so little time to get myself ready and out the door that I sat there staring dumbfounded at the clock trying to figure out how to either bi-locate or teleport myself.  Neither skill entered my sphere of knowledge at that moment.  While calling out stupid for the day was tempting, I somehow managed to pull myself together, shower and dress with super-human speed, whisk Zilla’s hair into a ponytail, grab my lunch and coffee (prepared swiftly and lovingly by the Fab Hub) and fly across town with the windows and moon roof wide open so I would have half a prayer of dry-ish hair before dashing in the door in the nick of time.

Made it.  Barely.  Whew.

My induction-roller-coaster-style set the pace for the rest of the day… I kept up my whirlwind pace, crossing tasks off my to-do list like a champ.

And at the end of the day…it seemed I had accomplished nothing.  I did, of course, but somehow there was just as much left to do – or new things added to the list – that I felt like I had been treading water all day.

Sigh.

I never liked treading water.  What a seemingly useless skill.

However…

If you can tread water, it is less likely that you will drown.