Cleanin’ the Plate

19 05 2009

I’ll bet you think this post is about food – but it isn’t!  This post is about cleanin’ another kind of plate all together…the proverbial plate that we carry around laden with all our duties and responsibilities (real or imaginary).  It is good for our plates to be full.  Plates that are full, but not overflowing, keep us active, involved in the lives of others and keep us working and growing.  However, there comes a time when the plate must be cleaned, and it’s hard to clean a plate that is full – we usually do that after we eat from it, and then it is ready to be filled once again.  The plate of responsibility is no different from the dinner plate in that it requires a good regular cleaning – not quite so often, but regularly nonetheless. 

I have not cleaned my plate of weighty to-do’s in a very, very long time, and it has begun to reek!  I am losing my ability to enjoy life because of the stink generated by all the stuff on the plate; so I’ve made a promise to myself to begin again with a new plate, and  allow God to guide the filling spatula this time, rather than self- wrought guilt, guilt so graciously piled on by well-meaning lunch ladies, perceived obligation or simply band-wagon decisions that add a spoonful here and a spoonful there until I simply cannot digest it all.  When the school year begins, I shall have nothing on my plate but homeschooling, which is God’s entree for me, and I will stop there, taking dessert only if I have room and it is a heavenly portion offered by the Lord himself!

It feels very freeing to have made this decision, and although I’m having a difficult time finishing up the last few bites before the plate gets scoured, it will get finished and the plate will be clean for once!  There are just a few more tidbits to digest and I’ll be done!

I remember having to sit at the table as a child until I finished every last bite, and some things took a long, long time sittin’…like salmon…ugh!  and meatloaf (funny that I’ve found ONE recipe that I like, now), and green beans…I like those, too, now, by the way.   I don’t know why I never could just start stuffing it down, gagging, but getting it over with.  Everything tasted so much worse stone cold!  I should’ve just shoveled it in and spent the evening playing rather than staring at the plate, actually making it taste worse in the end.  But I didn’t.  I sat there.  And sat there.  And would finally have to yield to mom’s mandate – and eat it

I guess I didn’t learn a thing from those experiences that I transferred to the responsibility plate.  I’ve taken on more and more, and although looking at it certainly brought on the same sort of nauseous feeling, I just stared at it and sat there, unwilling to do what it takes to clean the plate.  I may not be gagging, but I’ve certainly had the feeling that I need air!  I guess I didn’t want to disappoint people; I didn’t want to accept that I couldn’t do as much as some (without losing my mind or being miserable).  I rationalized that others were doing even more.  Ridiculous, I know.  That is why I have decided to embrace my limits, and keep to them.

Well I guess this post ended up discussing food just a bit…

If your plate is dirty, maybe it’s time to clean it 😉

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Talkin’ out loud

24 07 2008

My head is so full of stuff….I’ve been extremely productive lately, and I still have a billion things I want to do before my motivation to “do” goes away 🙂  I’ve been carving stamps for my new letterbox series, cleaning the house, putting away fresh corn in the freezer, planning K’s 5th grade curriculum, thinking about the school calendar, trying to pick up Flylady habits, serving in the children’s ministry at church, tying up loose ends with some Girl Scout troop stuff, struggling to keep in touch with people, trying to learn about tree identification, some Spanish, and dabbling in other new topics, like web design and personality profiles, reminding myself that at some point I need to get back into the habit of regular exercise, thinking about writing a cooking curriculum, wishing I could make time to letterbox, looking at the landscaping that needs attention, trying to keep the laundry in check, floundering around with the public school system’s inability to get organized while suppressing the urge to scream and volunteer to help them better organize at the same time.

I’m out of breath.  Now that you know what I’ve been doing, you can appreciate why although I enjoy the dumping that I get to do on here, I really don’t have time to be consistent.  I also don’t get to keep up with other bloggers that much, so I sort of have to sit down and binge once in a while and catch up 😀

I’ve checked email today, unsubscribed from some things that I really just don’t spend time reading anymore, and decided to take a few minutes to “talk out” all that is on my brain, in hopes that it will get organized in there in the process.

My washer buzzed at me, my stomach is growling, and I’ve realized that I haven’t stopped to drink anything today!

I hope you don’t feel tired now 😀  Gotta go while I’ve still got go in me 😀