Life on the wheel

Moving ahead on the fast track.

Living life in the slow lane.

Taking the road less traveled.

Going to hell in a hand basket.

There are many ways to describe forward motion in ones life. Each statement brings to mind a different picture, yet they have one thing in common. They imply movement. The kind of movement that actually leads somewhere.

Lately I feel like I am on a hamster wheel.

I am running and running but I am making NO forward progress.

I clean and clean but the house is never clean.

I work and work with Faith, but it seems her skills have stalled since school got out.

I read and read, but the emails keep piling up.

I cook and cook, but they keep expecting to be fed again.

I wash and wash, but Mount Washmore never gets smaller.

I feel like if I can just run faster maybe I can make forward progress. But I keep running and running but I’m getting nowhere.

“squeak squeak goes the wheel”

3 thoughts on “Life on the wheel”

  1. I hate that feeling. I have been feeling that way about my whole life. I need to go back to school so I can make money to help support my family and I feel stuck. No car to drive myself to school…I don’t know how to make my life better for my daughter when I’m stuck in the house! Maybe that’s why I started working out recently?

  2. I know that feeling all too well. It seems like every time I run really fast and get ahead in one area there’s another area that gets more messed up. I can juggle doctors’ appointments or fix dinner or have clean laundry or get all of the schoolwork done, but I can rarely handle things well enough to be able to get it all accomplished.

  3. Yes! Exactly! I have been feeling that way too. I’m just busy trying to keep up to actually go anywhere. I hoping to get past feeling–soon! I think I just need to make sure my kiddos feel loved. The rest is just extra. :)

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