Knew a farmer, sad and blue,
“House is too small.” he did stew.
From a passerby was found
Sage advice that was quite sound.
Take in barn animals all,
Until your house feels quite small.
Keep house like this for a spell,
All dirty, with a bad smell.
When you can take it no more,
Then send them all out the door.
Spacious and clean it will seem
Such a cleaver little scheme.
I don’t feel that my house is too small, but I have been feeling that there is too much work to do. Then. . . I was asked to help others with some of their tasks. I readily agreed, but found that I had to be twice as organized in order to get everything done. Some things got put aside. These tasks are now dwindling to a stop and it made me remember a story I was told when a school girl. It had the same gist as the poem above.
BTW, I am not feeling over worked anymore. Nothing like a truly hectic schedule to put everything in perspective.