Happy Groundhog Day! Am I the only one who thinks of Bill Murray on this holiday instead of Punxsutawney Phil??? I mean, Groundhog Day is one of those classic movies - like Shawshank Redemption - that I can watch on repeat (pun kinda intended).
For those of you who aren't familiar with Groundhog Day (the movie), it stars Bill Murray as a super obnoxious weather reporter who is sent to cover Groundhog Day in Punxsutawney, PA. Long story short, Bill Murray's character gets stuck in a never-ending loop of the same day over and over again for TEN YEARS and he is the only one aware of the day being on repeat - his own little slice of hell.
Ultimately (SPOILER ALERT), Bill Murray is only able to escape the seemingly never-ending loop when he falls in love and changes his ways from the super obnoxious weather report to a caring human being. While it is a happy-go-lucky comedic film, there is a serious take away from the message of the movie: that without change, our day-to-day life remains the same...and can become our own personal hell.
Can you imagine, the same day over and over again for TEN YEARS?
I can! Know why?
‘Cuz back in my early days of motherhood, that’s what my life felt like:
Wake up, notice laundry needs to be done, take care of the needs of my dependents, notice we are running low on inventory of some staple household item, start my workday, take care of the needs of my management team and colleagues, get a call from daycare about child running out of wipes or bibs or diapers, end my workday, notice laundry still needs to be done, take care of needs of my dependents, jot note to place order for items we are running low on, get frustrated that I’m the only one who seems to notice that the laundry needs to get done, throw in a load of laundry, place order, go through the stack of mail feeling resentful that all the flyers and everything that has been address to “Our Neighbors At” and “Resident” have made their way in to my pile, check-in at work only to find that a meeting has been scheduled for first thing in the morning, collapse in to bed, REPEAT.
Had I not hit the wall and become so utterly exhausted, frustrated and angry enough to make a change, I could have easily stayed on autopilot and gone on repeating that day for ten (or maybe eighteen?) years. My own little slice of hell.
Does that sound at all familiar to you?
If it does, then I would like to suggest that you take a cue from Bill Murray and start doing things differently. Commit to making a change to how things are handled in your home and family. And if you don’t know where to start or need some help with ideas on what to change, then come join me and some other like-minded working mamas in the Beautifully Krazy Life™ Community… and ditch the mental load of motherhood.