Still need some work to do.............

I made time for yoga on Saturday. I could have taken the car in for an oil change, washed all the sheets, gone to the grocery store, and moved the playroom back to it's original location. Instead, all of that took a back seat and I dragged my kids to the yoga studio. Of course I had to bribe them with donuts and unlimited play on iPhone/iTouch for 75 minutes, but a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.
The class was amazing, as expected. A little over an hour of hard work and sweat and I knew I'd be feeling it the next day. Finally, it was time for Savasana.....my meditation time for that day..... Now typically when I meditate, I focus on my breath and there is no visual. It's just blackness. But as I settled in to my relaxation pose, I see the moon. Ok.... maybe it was the music that was playing. I'll go with you moon. What else is out there? The moon, the night sky, lots of stars. Laying on a white beach near the water. Am I on the island on Lost? Maybe... no one else is around. It's kinda nice. Maybe I'll stay here awhile...........
And then it turns to Sunday. It's completely my fault for overscheduling my own self. All those things that took a backseat on Saturday suddenly needed to all be done by 5 pm. Unfortunately, my happy serene self that I was on Saturday is nowhere to be found. I'm lost in a sea of laundry, groceries, and general house cleaning. And 2 kids that aren't real fond of helping. Or they are sort of helping but not at the break neck pace that I've set for the day. It's absolutely non-stop for hours and hours. At some point, there is yelling and almost crying from all 3 of us in the house. But, we survive. It's 5:30 and our friends are heading over for dinner and the Mavs game. All becomes right with the world and then even better when the Mavs win! I'm too jazzed up that night to settle in for a meditation and I force myself to go to bed at midnight.
I certainly would like to learn how to bring that relaxed and calm self into those frenzied situations and not turn into a complete crazy person. Sunday would have been a much better day for all of us.