Roles are changing. The relationship between children and mother is changing, so is the relationship between man and woman, at work, at sharing responsibility, in pretty much all fields of life. Yet, we have one common denominator between us all: time.
Whilst our tasks and responsibilities, expectations imposed on us grow, the time we have remains the same. The universal 24. The universal limit. Fill it the way you want. Instead of looking at my 24 as a limitation I am relentless at filling it with priorities. Scheduling and prioritizing is starting in my head at thought level. I need to be mentally and physically fresh for the excel spreadsheet to add up. Logistics and especially family logistics is the hardest organizational task of all. I respect and honor the 24 I have and it cherishes me in return.