Word of the week - Juggling

It's been a tricky week trying to get everything done that I'd had planned in the time I had to do it all in. I'm now where near finished but I've got loads of time left and I'm not bothered if I don't finish everything on my list, other than keeping up with the blogging and get the garden planted out.

I'm not very good at doing just the one thing at a time, I've always got several things on the go. I get bored just doing one thing at a time and I'm easily distracted. 

I've been juggling a lot of things this week and they've all been running concurrently.

Jobs

With Peter away in Turkey it was easier because I could just leave things out and not inconvenience him. I don't mean just me doing things is an inconvenience to him, but I mean I could leave ... 

the lounge like this:

the kitchen like this:

and Peter's half of the bed like this:

Because I've been juggling all the jobs I've been meaning to do and with going to work each day, the weather being unsurprisingly sunny, I've just been able to walk away from a job half finished and not worry about anything getting in Peter's way when he's wanted to go to bed, sit and watch the telly or get himself something to eat. They haven't been jobs Peter could finish for me.

Emotions 

Mother's Day without Stephanie. Everyone is quick to acknowledge those who are without a mother, but not many acknowledge those who are without a child. It seems it's either too hard for others to talk about or they're worried about upsetting you by mentioning their name. The biggest upset is no one mentioning their name anymore.

Marathon Training

I've fallen way behind with this with ill health and the weather and whilst I joined the gym and have been taking part in park runs, I've just not been feeling it. I've had support from Peter and a friend, but I just don't feel anyone else has been taking it seriously. I've no training plan, no personal coach, no fundraising plan in place. I'd hoped a few more people would've shared my posts or written one of their own, but as I said above, it just feels that no one is really interested in Stephanie anymore, or was that interested when she was alive. I know I'm doing this more for me than anyone else and there's a little bit of a panic as to what I'm going to do when all this training is over, what will fill the gap, the time, my brain space then?

So this week I've juggled posts across social media sites, I've run and started several jobs and left them half unfinished. But I'm ok with that. It's the weekend. it's time for a parkrun, the football and a visit to the seaside.