It’s 11 o’clock. Do you know where your balls are?

THE ART OF JUGGLING YOUR BALLS: PART 1

“I can soooooo do it all because I get to define what ‘all’ is“, said the mom who actually believed she had superpowers. To which her children responded: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, nice try Mom.

Juggling is overrated.  Period.

But if you’re going to juggle, please please please follow these different simple woo-woo hard(adjective TBA) rules.

RULE # 1: JUGGLE ONE BALL AT A TIME! ONE. BALL.

Hold on. That rule needs to be in a much bigger font and a different color.

RULE # 1: Juggle one ball at a time.  One. Ball.

(Can ya’ hear me now?)

For example, let’s say I’m trying to apply my favorite lip gloss or get into downward facing dog while I’m thinking about my client’s deposition and how I need to get it done before the kids get home from school. I cannot be fully present for the lip gloss application (soooo important and fun), or the downward facing dog pose (so important for my back) or the depo prep (important for my job) or the kids coming home (something I really look forward to).  Whenever I fail to give something my undivided attention, I fail to get all I can out of that moment.

If the thought of having less than 27 balls in the air at once makes you fear that the sky will fall and then the stars and planets won’t have a place to live anymore, you need to sit down.

Feel that fear and don’t do it anyway. Your brain is feeding you propaganda which has caused you to become very attached to your balls. Ruh Roh. How’s that working for ya’?

Aren’t you forgetting something?

Mama’s got to be happy. The motto in our house, which we all sing* every day to the tune of Justin Bieber‘s Baby Baby Baby Ugggghhhhhhh (or whatever that crazy song is called) is:

“If Maaa-ma Ain’t Happy Ohhhhh…  Ain’t No0000-body Happy ohhhh…”

RULE # 2: CREATE YOUR VERY OWN ONE MINUTE HOLIDAY.

It is your responsibility to feel good–good as in it’s-bringing-me-joy kind of good. For me sometimes all it takes is a little lip gloss. Or yoga. Or peanut butter cups, I mean, spinach.

I know you’ve heard it a million times: women have to put themselves first; they need to put themselves back on The List (even Oprah said that)…(OMG, I just quoted Oprah. In public!) But what does that really mean, to put yourself on the list, especially if you’re like me, always losing her list. Which leads us to…

RULE # 3: YOU ARE THE LIST!

Holy paradigm shift Batman. I am the list. Of course. If I am the juggler and I am the list, then I am… a bird, a pl… I think I need a red cape!

RULE # 4: SET AN INTENTION FOR YOUR IDEAL DAY.

In other words, live your day, don’t let your day live you. You get to decide what kind of day you’re going to have. And be sure to write your intention on some sticky notes and put them up everywhere: your bathroom mirror, the frig, the car, the Vitamix.

Then…

RULE # 5: TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR THE OUTCOME–GOOD OR BAD.

If you have a bad day don’t blame your spouse, your kids, the scale, or the cable guy. This isn’t about blame. It’s about responsibility. Yours. To yourself. So….

RULE # 6: MAKE A PLAN.

A goal without a plan is a dream. If you simply wake up and declare I am going to have a good day but don’t have any idea how that’s going to happen then you’re setting yourself up for a less-than-ideal day. You must become a deliberate creator.

To be continued….

* Yes, the whole family sings this song.