Secrets of a Great Juggler

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The other day a much younger friend told me that she “wished she could juggle everything better… the way I did”. It was nice to hear. I work hard at my job, I try to be a good parent, and a good wife, and a good friend, and it was reassuring to be told that I at least look like I am keeping all the balls in the air.

That said, I think it is important for all of us “jugglers” to admit that it is hard to keep everything moving and that stuff occasionally falls. We need to show younger women that it’s good to try hard and aim high and that we can definitely “have it all”, just not necessarily at the same time! It’s okay to fail at a few things. It’s okay to lower that bar now and again. And there is no award given to those of us who simultaneously maintain a successful career, an impeccable home, and a flock of children with properly trimmed fingernails (although there should be).

So, in the interest of full disclosure, let me share a few Not-so-Fun Facts about my juggling act:

  • My upstairs laundry hamper has been full since 2004
  • I have had the same stack of books on my bedside table since last summer. I sometimes tell my family that I am going to bed early to read but I really watch episodes of Friends on my laptop
  • There are currently 5 post its along the bottom of my computer monitor, each identifying something that I “must do” by March 13 (and yes… I know that it is March 29)
  • A large piece of white Bristol board has been stretched out across my kitchen table for the past several days. I remember purchasing it and putting it there but I can’t remember why (Hoping that one of the children will eventually claim it and provide some school-project-related explanation for its existence)
  • I get mad at my kids if they skip breakfast, but I can’t remember the last time I ate before noon (except on vacations) and I make up for it by snacking like a crazed fool at night, after my youngest has gone to sleep
  • I have lost every single key to my house so I can’t even get more copies made… which means that I can only lock the door when I am IN the house
  • I wear t-shirts to hot yoga because I can’t find time to shave my armpits
  • There are orange “reminder stickers” stretching from April 1 – 14 on the family calendar but I can’t remember what they are supposed to be reminding me about
  • I sometimes give myself pedicures during conference calls
  • I sometimes clean the bathroom during conference calls
  • I sometimes forget to dial in to conference calls entirely because I lose track of time while giving myself a pedicure or cleaning the bathroom
  • The last time my middle child called requesting a “pick up” I had to steer the conversation a bit so that she would tell me where exactly she was (I actually thought she was already home and watching TV in the basement)

I don’t beat myself up about any of this stuff. At the end of the day, the things that must be done get done, the kids are all picked up from wherever they were, and at least some of the laundry works its way through the washer and the dryer (and into a laundry basket where it may live for another few days).

I AM a good juggler and I congratulate myself on that. We should all congratulate each other (and ourselves) because women rock!

Author: kim scaravelli

Kim lives in Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada, with her long-suffering husband, an assortment of off-spring, a charming cat named Winnie, and a less charming (but oddly loveable) schnauzer named Buster.

7 thoughts

  1. You always have me laughing as I read through what you have written. Your mind conjures up the daily detritus of life and makes us recognize the simple things that we walk thru in a day and sometimes don’t even notice, till we read your blog and then laughter bubbles up in recognition of the common themes that run thru our lives.
    Thank you so much for this one. Am going to share it. I know so many friends who will love this and smile, bubble up in laughter , and share it again with their friends.

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  2. Kim, this is absolutely priceless. It is especially meaningful after reading More at Forty (Five)’s post on not having it together. We discussed the illusion of having it together, when we are all the proverbial ducks on the water, calm above but paddling like hell beneath the water. Your post remind me if our lives. Our house is only truly tidy when we have company, yet if we know them well, we mask it less. Thanks for your wonderful sense of humor and perspective. Keep it between the white lines. BTG

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  3. I guess senior moment are not confined to senior persons! I keep a computer calendar and include every single piece of pertinent information — address, phone numbers, directions, links, everything. Because one of the great truths learned as we age is that I WILL forget it. Whatever it is. I’ll forget it, lose it, misplace it. My brain is like swiss cheese. Or more like an aging computer with an overly full hard drive and not nearly enough RAM!

    Garry is a “write it on the white board” kind of guy. He needs to have it stare him in the face.

    Whatever works. Even with everything, I still forget.

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