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I have to admit, I didn't always have it together. In fact, I still have moments when I don't have it all together.

There were many times a few years ago that I just couldn't handle everything that life was throwing at me. The kids, family activities, the consulting business, the laundry, the dinner and lunch-making, the gardens and plants, the milk spilling, everything was just too much.

I know you are not supposed to cry over spilled milk. Well, back then, I didn't cry, I screamed! Screamed at the kids, screamed at the milk, just screamed. I did this not because I thought it would help, but because that spilled milk just put me over the edge, and I couldn't hang on any longer. No matter how I tried, I just couldn't do it. I screamed as I felt myself falling into the deep, dark abyss below.

I was overworking myself and taking on too much. I built that life for myself, and I was not happy with it. What was I thinking? Well, I loved each piece of my life separately, but when I put things all together I was way too busy. No one should ever be that busy!

There got to a point where I knew things just had to change! They had to before I lost my insanity. Or had I already lost it? At that point, I really wasn't too sure.

But it was at this point that my life started turning around. It was when I finally decided that enough was enough that things started happening. They say that when you finally make a decision about something and really want it to happen, that the Universe will give to you what you are asking. Well, speaking from experience it does. In my case it happened slowly and with a lot of effort, it didn't change overnight.

<strong>I made it my priority to figure out how to turn my life around.</strong> One day when I was playing with the kids, I just decided that I had to fix my life. I was home with the kids, but I wasn't enjoying them. I had a passion for my business, but I was too tired to work on it. I loved growing vegetables in my garden, but hated when the weeds had more time to grow than I had time to pull them out. I was good at what I was doing, and I even became great at multi-tasking and time management, but to no avail. I was still exhausted. I gave no time for myself. Everything felt like a chore.

There comes a point where you just have to stop and say no. In my case, I had to learn how to say no to myself. I had so many things I wanted to do that I had a hard time picking and choosing my priorities. I thought I could do it all.