More than once my sweet hairdresser has watched me search and search for my debit card to pay for her service. The longer I searched through wallets and zippered pouches the more anxious I got. Maybe I am disorganized?
There are some aspects of my life in which I am organized and others' not so much. Lists help. My brain works in files, but not consistently. The savory spices are on one side of the cupboard while the sweet are in the other. See, I can be organized.
In the rush of life I am not always present. Mindfulness creates calm. This is the challenge when I am spinning so many plates at once. During this crazy time; I work hard to be present. It is not easy. I am human. Imperfect. I am who I am.