I used to have a steam roller mentality that left my family flat. Before I entertained, or packed for a trip, or hustled five little kids to church I was on warp speed and fueled by an energy source rife with toxic waste. I took a hard look at the cost and have largely let go of pre party yelping.

 

The twins built an eight foot square fort in the living room last month, and I calmly reminded them that it needed to be dismantled by quarter to seven for a mentoring meeting. Did they cheerfully comply because I asked politely or did I ask politely because I knew they would comply? Not sure. But it was a great fort.

 

On the other side of the spectrum is housework that is not an antecedent for company. I dawdle, and get lost in tangential efforts without ever finishing the dishes or macaroni. Inefficient would be a nice way of putting it.