overachievers anonymous

It appears that I completely forgot to compose a Truth and Beauty entry yesterday. I didn't realize it until this moment. This underlines for me the thought that's been nagging me like a pesky mosquito buzzing around the back of my head all day: I need to slow down. Now this particular mosquito has been with me for a very, very long time. My propensity to over do it has undermined my health to varying degrees over the years, and I've worked hard to keep it in check. Every time I think I've gotten a grip on it, it pulls me down the frenzied garden path for another round.

I had a conversation with my mom and dad a couple of days ago and heard my mother saying the same thing about the various projects she's got on the go, the endless list of things to do. "Oh well, mom, at least we never run the risk of being bored!" I said. My mother is 70 years old and she still hasn't gotten a handle on it. Is there hope for me?

This is the part of the blog entry where I'm supposed to come up with something redemptive and hopeful. Sadly, I can't come up with anything like that at the moment. Is there some consolation in the fact that I slowed down enough to make soup today even if I did so knowing that for the next few days I'd barely have time to stop to fix anything healthy to eat, so I'd better have something quick and easy on hand? It's a step in the right direction. I hope.