The Problem With Life Is That It's So Daily

My husband says that all the time. I haven't successfully found out where that quote originated, but it's how I'm feeling today. 

I was so pleased with myself yesterday. I intentionally stayed home from organ practice in order to get my home in order and perhaps get a jump on the rest of the week. I attacked the dust in every room of the Turquoise Castle with my Swiffer duster, ran the vacuum, mopped the kitchen, cleaned the bathroom, swept the basement, washed, dried, folded and put away 4 loads of laundry, cleaned out the refrigerator, straightened the studio and taught a piano lesson. Fortunately I had leftovers so I didn't have to cook. Although I didn't get to a couple of office type jobs I did get in a bit of a work-out and when I went to bed I was fairly pleased with all I had accomplished. The plan for this morning was to teach my 8:00 a.m. lesson, dive into my morning devotions, do a quick touch up on my "clean" castle and head over to the church to get in a couple hours practice before coming home to an afternoon of teaching. 

Best laid plans...

Instead I woke up late because I stayed up with Hubby after he came home he came home from his reffing job. He always needs to unwind a bit before going to bed and we watched Netflix a little longer than we should have. I walked through the castle and found life happened again. The kitchen sink had dishes in it from Hubby's late night snack and daughter's lunch from yesterday, the couch was covered in white dog fur from his snuggles with Hubby last night and before I could begin to tackle any of it my student arrived early before I had even had breakfast or my coffee. 

It looks like another day away from the organ. I could leave it all, but then I'd have to do chores tonight instead of my work-out. 

I get so discouraged that I'm always giving something up. I'm tired of my to-do list getting increasingly longer instead of shorter. My goals of things I want/need to accomplish keep getting pushed aside for chores. 

Yes I've asked for help from family but it doesn't happen and I have to pick my battles and move on. I can't hire help. It's so hard to be queen when my goals are always last on the list of the urgent. 

All that said, it's time to wash the dishes, start supper prep, run the vacuum and get myself ready for students to start arriving. 

I need to relocate my sparkle.