A Thousand Tomorrows

It starts after the kids are in bed and the laundry is piled high. After the business of the day is swept away and all that’s left is to finish what I can and sleep. It starts when my head hits the pillow and I lay awake in bed. All the thoughts of the things that I will do tomorrow .

I’ll be more patient with the preschooler because it’s hard being the big brother.

I’ll say yes to Candyland and one more story .

I’ll get up earlier.

I’ll have coffee that is hot.

I’ll get show and tell ready before we are walking out the door to school

I won’t over sleep.

I’ll have breakfast with my son rather than letting him eat cold cereal alone .

I’ll finish the laundry and the dishes and the 3 blog posts in drafts.

I’ll clean the bedroom finally. And put away my clothes.

Tomorrow I’ll adult, whatever that means.

I’ll water the long neglected plants.

I won’t forget to feed the dog .

And I’ll get the snack the first time my son asks.

I’ll instinctively say “yes” to all the things even if they are a fifth game of Monopoly JR and watching Minions for the 100th time.

I won’t be distracted.

I’ll spend less time on Facebook, or Pinterest or shopping on Zulily for things I don’t need.

I will spend less money.

I will get outside more.

Tomorrow I won’t eat junk food.

I’ll skip the chocolate and the cookies and the glass of wine. well maybe just the cookies .

I’ll remember to set the coffee pot.

And I’ll clean the kitchen before bed.

I’ll trash the junk mail instead of letting it pile up on the counter.

I’ll walk the dog or at least guilt someone else into doing it.

I’ll conquer my to-do list.

I’ll make the phone calls I’ve been putting off.

I’ll say no to all the things that I should have said no to, to begin with.

Tomorrow I won’t lie awake in bed thinking of all the shoulda,woulda, coulda’s. Tomorrow would be so much easier if I could just accept, that today was enough. That I can’t be everything or do everything.