Recently, my husband and I sat down to plan the weekly schedule.

Monday was family night; Tuesday, Scouts; Wednesday, piano and more Scouts; Thursday, a birthday party; Friday, kids night; Saturday night, adult dance; and Sunday night, a preparation meeting for an upcoming youth trip.

And that was not including the children's homework, chores, life skills, opportunities for building character and doing family household projects put off since last July. I felt exhausted before the week had begun.

Do you feel continually as if time is moving faster, the list is getting longer, and you haven't even touched on the things of vital import, never mind have some time to relax? If so, you are likely becoming a grouchy person.

I have observed when I feel this way that my inner furrowed-brow parent has taken over and I have lost touch with having fun in the process.

Dennis Prager, author of "Happiness is a Serious Problem: A Human Nature Repair Manual" (Harper Paperbacks, $14.95), shares the following about the necessity of fun:

"We should try to make important things we do as much fun as possible. ... Fun can be injected into virtually every pursuit in life. That is where fun's greatest importance lies. If you can have fun while doing what is significant — raising a family, working at your profession, volunteering with the needy — you will truly be a happier person."

If you're suffering from the anti-fun malady, and right about late winter would be the most susceptible time, try some Sanity Savers. These are simple, joy-inducing activities that can soften the edges and return the smile you vaguely remember.

For myself, I keep a Basket of Joy by my bed. This holds some of my favorite books — from any book by Jane Austen to "The 8th Habit," delectable treats for pure indulgence, and aromatic candles that give me a delicious lift.

During a particularly stressful day, I will put my toddler down for her nap then head for the basket for something lovely.

Doing something completely nonproductive and enjoyable is another great Sanity Saver. To honor my high school cheerleading days, I attempt dance videos — in the privacy of my own home to protect those unused to seeing a mother of six dance. Just this week I did some mild salsa to release tension. My dancing is not a natural gift, and I am told I could be a cousin to "Seinfeld's" Elaine. However, the stress release is immediate, and I relive a few glory days.