Joon bi: literally "ready" in Korean

I don't speak Korean, but I have heard it spoken alot in the last four years or so.
I am a student of Martial Arts, specifically Tae Kwon Do which is "the way of hand and foot".
I am also a middle aged mother of four.
I chose Joon bi as the title of my blog because the word describes how one must be at all times....ready. Ready to engage in a sparring match, ready to do six loads of laundry, ready to follow a command in my dojo, ready to break up a fight..between my 4 and 8 year old, or between my 8 and 9 year old for that matter! Ready to pick-up someone's prescription at the pharmacy, ready to answer inquisitive children...and so on.
And so it goes that I find myself constantly having to be ready for something...and not always wanting to be.
Somedays I'm not ready to get out of bed in the mornings....but my 4 year old thinks otherwise. And most days I'm not ready to get out the front door on time to go to _______ (insert any activity, i.e. church, class, grocery store).
However, I like to blame my lack of "readyness" on the other 5 people in my home....certainly, I would be ready for anything if I didn't have to pick up a toy on the way out, or brush tangles out of someone's hair, or find the missing "whatever"; which apparently any mom or wife should do.
It's funny that after priding myself as the once uber-organized child who labeled her closet shelves and color coded her clothes...; who taught herself to type, sow, and learn the alphabet in sign language (in case I ever became deaf), and tried to learn braille (in case I ever became blind); I am no longer as ready as I should be....
Fortunately, typing came in handy and I do sort my laundry like a pro.
Unfortunately, there are still many situations that I am never ready for...like a quick, witty response to an unwelcome comment, a child's unwelcome comment to the adult you so happen to be conversing with, and that serious phone call from a school teacher, to name a few.
Then there are those strange situations where I am totally ready for something but forces external to me prevent me from "getting there", like going to bed at 9:00pm. I'm ready to go to bed by nine but the dishes, or the laundry or the email, or the phone call dictate otherwise. Sometimes I will actually make it to my room by 9:00pm and I can begin the bedtime routine of PJs, flossing and brushing my teeth, and brushing my hair, and then I get sidetracked by the unsightly frownlines I see in the bathroom mirror, or the one-inch brown roots that tell me I'm ready to see my hairdresser. By the time I'm done checking out all my flaws, checking the locks on the doors, turning off lights and checking in on my sleeping kids, it's 10:30...sometimes 11:00pm. And so it goes that I was ready but the world around me wasn't and I shouldn't be held accountable for that, I think.
It is now 10:18pm...way past my "9 o'clock" bedtime but I believe I'm ready to post my first entry....
....I hope someone is ready to enjoy it.