What is your limit?

We all have our limit, and I believe I may have reached mine today. 😜

First of all, I try to be Super Mom all the time, and I think I am driving myself crazy because of it. I have three children under the age of 18 still at home, and I have allowed them to be completely lazy, and dependent on me for way too many years now, and I am paying for that choice now, big time. 

I woke up after feeling under the weather for a few days now, and I find every dish in the house dirty, and stacked not only in the sink, but all over the counters, the stove, and the kitchen table. This is the result of my spoiled, lazy children fending for themselves while I get a couple extra hours of much needed sleep. My youngest is 10 years old, so it's not like my kids can't take care of themselves for the most part, but apparently they are so used to me picking up after them, that they decide to leave the mess for me to clean up when they are done.

I put on a pot of coffee, blast my music through my Bluetooth player, and I get busy picking up the mess, while really wanting to scream and yell until I feel better...lol. Instead, I send the three kids to clean their bedrooms, and I silently struggle with the thoughts of changing the way these kids think. I know that I did this to myself, and if I don't get them to understand their responsibilities pretty quick, it may too late, and then the world is going to have three more adults that believe we all owe them something, and they don't need to work for anything they want or need.

On top of getting my house back in order, I sat at my laptop to begin working on my online business, which today, was my getaway from the reality that I was facing at home. My work is my biggest accomplishment so far in life, since apparently I am failing my children in raising them to be productive adults 😕

Writing this blog post to let everyone know my frustrations today seemed to help, even if it made me feel like I shouldn't be admitting to being imperfect. My kids and my family are my world, and everything I do is for them, but apparently I need to rethink my perspective. Although it is my joy to be a servant to my family most of the time, I guess we all have our limit, and I think mine was reached today.

What is your limit? Does it involve feeling less than perfect when trying to keep up with kids, housework, business, and life in general?

The beauty of keeping busy at all times is that when I feel like I have reached my limit, there is always housework to take my frustrations out on.

Yep, I am a far from perfect blogger, and I will always be a mom, a grandmother, and a wife that struggles to keep up with everything all at once, but without life's struggles, I think I would be bored. 

Today just made me realize that I can use my frustration to accomplish so much more than I have done in the past, and I am blessed to have the family and business that I have to keep me going.

Have a great day everyone, and thanks for reading about my imperfections.