

Or: This chick surely does not have her sh*t together anymore!
Back in December of 2008 I wrote this post about the gradual – or not so gradual – deterioration of my ability to keep things together the way I used to. When the kids were young I could juggle a toddler, a baby, a job, a puppy, a husband in the ICU and still hold down a full time job.
Now? Lucky if I remember to feed any of them. Hey they are old enough to fend for themselves. Ok, maybe the dog has an issue with the can opener, but she could live off the begging she does just fine.
Today I bring you the top ten list of why I simply cannot consider myself superwoman anymore. And to let you know that I am fully liberated from giving a crap about it.
10. No milk for the coffee and cereal (for more than one day)
9. No lunch reservation for graduation day (next friday)
8. No corsage ordered for Danny’s prom date (again, next friday)
7. Danny’s suit for this Saturday night’s fundraiser is not altered (masking tape anyone)
6. Cannot find the receipt for Danny’s prom tuxedo (See a Danny pattern here? Hey, he needs to start taking care of himself, he is going to college)
5. Have not written a blog post since Tuesday (please tell me you guys noticed)
4. Picked up the materials for a presentation hours before I was giving it (usually had this done at least a day in advance in the past)
3. Have lost my blackberry, shoes, wallet, glasses, ______ fill in the blank, at least once a day (hopeless)
2. Have not filed the last 2 month’s worth of paperwork (office is an embarrassment)
And the Number One reason I am convinced I am no longer even a shadow of the woman I used to be:
1. Camp trunks go out tomorrow and they are still in the attic at 2PM
Ok, but here is the thing. Eventually I went to Dairy Barn and got milk. No one in the house is starving to death, certainly not the dog. If I don’t blog for a few days, only my stats suffer. Danny is 17 and does not care how well his suit fits, is fully aware that we will order the corsage today, and knows that even without the receipt I will find a way to get that tuxedo. (I still have skills, for G-d sakes!) The presentation went fine, I find and re-lose all items daily like the tides. Papers were meant to left in piles, and most important, those trunks will get packed in the same 1 hour window whether we do it over 2 weeks or one night at 10PM.
Lesson learned: it all get’s done anyway. Lighten up.
Superwoman is sorely over-rated!
Haven’t had enough of me yet? You can also read me at 50-Something Moms Blog. For photo enthusiasts, visit Leaving the zip code, photos from outside the comfort zone.
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Friend of the Devil
That would be me, I suppose.
Yesterday as I was obsessing over perusing my blog stats it came to my attention that I had just posted my 666th post. How interesting that the title was ‘Got Balls?’ Seems if I were to have a mission statement or a tagline it might run along those lines.
My facebook status currently reads: Wow, just checked my blog stats and I just posted my 666th post. I am feeling a bit devilish…
At which point the comments included me being a Friend of the Devil and The Devil with the Blue Dress On as well as some reference to Route 66 which was a stretch but the sentiment was there. This should give you and idea of the age of my readers. (Feel free to comment on my selection of the renditions of each of these songs in the links above, but these are my faves)
Nonetheless, it is the nuances in life that keep me entertained. And I try my best to pay attention to the little things, because as we all know…
the devil is in the details.
Haven’t had enough of me yet? You can also read me at 50-Something Moms Blog. For photo enthusiasts, visit Leaving the zip code, photos from outside the comfort zone.
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