Eating the whale

Joseph asks me now and then when I am ever going to get around to updating the blog. He especially would like to see my documentation of some of the events in which he was involved, such as his birthday way back in March.  The thing is, updating the blog is only one of the to-do items I'm not getting done.  I've decided today that the only answer is to take a bit of the whale. That's an intentional allusion to one of my favorite Shel Silverstein poems, Melinda Mae.

Have you heard of tiny Melinda Mae, 

Who ate a monstrous whale?

She thought she could,

She said she would,

So she started in right at the tail.

And everyone said, "You're much too small,"

But that didn't bother Melinda at all.

She took little bites and she chewed very slow,

Just like a good girl should...

...And in eighty-nine years she ate that whale

Because she said she would!

I was listening to a podcast while I watered my plants today, and I had to laugh out loud when the podcaster said (in regards to an organizing-her-life tip), 

"I think this is a great idea; something I could really use because 

I have so many of those tasks on my list that I don't even 

think of them as tasks.  I just think of them as 

things that never will happen!"  

There are a number of things on my to-do list which feel like they are never going to get done. They feel like a whale. I'm not sure how to find the time to address them, along with the other every day and immediate demands in my life.  The only answer is to summon my Melinda Mae and keep on chewing.