The Grey-Zone got me 2 hours of frustration!

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Saturday morning I was in my office working away, or so I thought. I wasn't being overly productive because my son would be in and out of the office asking for things, or asking me to come look at something.

So I was up and down, in and out of focus.

When I went out into the living room which shares a wall with my office, so it is out the door and around a corner.

I saw my son and my Stafford shire terrier (Pitbull) curled up on the couch together watching cartoons. The dog isn't normally allowed on the couch but this was way too cute for me to disturb.


So I went back in my office and carried on working.

Approximately 25 minutes later, these two were still quiet. So I thought maybe Dante had fallen asleep. I go out to check and find a disaster!

Dante was nicely painting Capone (dog) all over with diaper rash cream.
He stuffed Capone's ears full and clearly tried getting it off his hands using the couch.

I turned around, walked back into my office and took a big deep breath.. and then another... and then another.

While doing so, my son brings me the cream container, places it on my desk lid and all and says "uh-oh". Yes, I smiled. And inside had a laugh, regardless of the anxiety I was experiencing.

I'm sure you are aware of this substance. It is like grease.

So for the next two hours, I was washing the dog, carefully cleaning out his ears as he sat like the angel he is. Then the tub that was filmed, as the water beaded off the sides when I drained it. Then onto my son, he was easy... just a little bit on his face and one hand was absolutely caked.

Then... The couch. Oh, my. I would have rather taken it to the dump.
Can you relate?

But I didn't, I scrubbed and scrubbed.. eventually what worked the best was Lemon Essential Oil diluted in a spray bottle. I didn't succeed entirely. But I am satisfied with my results.


Grey-Zone definition - When we allow one responsibility in life to distract us from another, leaving us to fail at both responsibilities.

Currently, Dante goes to daycare 3 days a week so that I can build my business. He loves it, they always do something. Walking around town checking out the pet store, the post office or to the park for example. Or taking a ride on the little town bus to go to the library.

It is time for him to be away from me and time for me to have some me time in my office chasing my dreams. Building a life so I can homeschool him and travel the world to provide real life experience.

What I really love, is daycare is my choice, the days and times I choose.

Last year I found a video online that introduced me to a company that empowers people with systems, tools, training, and the resources needed to exploit their inner talents and abilities so that they can create a Digital Life. It has changed my life.

But that's the thing, now I have something else that needs my attention so the challenge here is the balance. When Dante is in daycare I can dig in deep and get some focused work done. When he is home I dedicated myself to focusing on time with him. Quality time from the time we wake up to the time we go to bed.

Well on this particular Saturday I was working because I had made a commitment to myself and told two of my coaches through the company I mentioned above, that I would get X,Y, and Z done before Monday! Well, that was silly!

So anyway, I didn't get any focused work done, and I didn't spend quality time with my son on a beautiful snowy Saturday because my mind was in the gray zone. Not really FOCUSED on anything, just jumping between both places.

Why do I share this?

Because I think we are all guilty of doing this, and as you can see it can be detrimental! The two hours I spent frustrated, cleaning the dog, the tub and the couch did not serve me in my work or my parenting.

Here's the funny part.

I used that cream on my son's cheek and under his nose that morning. I know.. it's for diaper rash but he has gotten this chapped rash on his face and it wouldn't go away! Well I used the Sudo cream and it nearly disappeared overnight, so I did a little touch up the next morning.

The cream was sitting on my desk beside me, Dante came in and grabbed it without me noticing! If that's not gray-zone I don't know what is!

So there you have it!

Lesson learned! 

Have any stories, where the grey-zone has got the best of you? Tell me! I would love to know I'm not the only mom fighting this habit!